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Director Ari Aster exploded on the horror scene with his
unsettling, performance driven flick Hereditary.
Encompassing a disjointed, fractured narrative was a powerhouse performance
from Toni Collette, who managed to harness her best capital A Acting skills, and devoured every single
piece of scenery doing so. Look, Hereditary
is a film that is a mish-mash of genre tropes – madness, splashes of horrific
gore, spirits, possession, strange kids – and, in the moment, it works a treat.
With a wealth of good ingredients that are thrown together by someone who once
ate a great meal and figured they could do the same thing at home, Hereditary can’t help but feel
half-baked. There’s a strong hint of what the original meal looked and tasted
like, but it feels decidedly not right.
I say this as a way of breaching the fact that Midsommar, Aster’s second feature, is an
equally fractured, unfocused film that thrives in the moment, yet crumbles
apart when reflected upon. As with Hereditary,
Midsommar focuses on a mentally
unstable woman who has lost her parents. Florence Pugh takes main stage as
Dani, someone who we meet already at the end of her tether. Ever concerned
about her bipolar sister, who has once again gone missing and is unresponsive
to messages or phone calls, Dani relies on her fatigued and frustrated
boyfriend, Christian (Jack Reynor). He’s a mildly sympathetic partner, beleaguered
by a group of friends (William Jackson Harper, Will Poulter, Vilhelm Blomgren)
who badger him to dump Dani. ‘All she does is call you’, they say to him as
they’re out for drinks, with Poulter’s cock-driven Mark suggesting that
Christian could be going out with a barmaid for the night instead of having to
field phone calls from Dani. These intellectual dude-bros are anthropology
students who envisage grander, smarter lives for themselves, and at the invitation
of Vilhelm Blomgren’s Pelle, they head off to Sweden, to help Harper’s Josh
write his thesis on European midsummer customs. In a bid to stave off a deeper
depressive state, Dani joins the ‘boys’ on the trip – after all, a bit extended
sun and fresh air should surely help her out with her understandably mournful
And it’s here that I can’t help but stray into spoiler
territory. If you enjoyed Hereditary,
then sure, head along and see Midsommar.
It’s a fascinating film that left me excited and entertained. The ‘horror in
the daytime’ element of the film is why this film works, and it’s a testament
to Aster’s skills that he manages to tease out, and then masterfully manipulate,
an elongated tension that surprisingly works well over its two and a bit hour
So, spoilers for both Hereditary
Midsommar presents a
curious continuation of Ari Aster’s interest in following those who unwillingly
embark on a path to heightened power. With Hereditary,
he dragged a tortured family along a path to where a fractured son becomes a possessed
King. In a film that’s replete with exaggerated horror tropes, it’s this final
reveal that this was all a ploy by some cult to find a suitable host for some
spirit to rest in and become their King. Yet, the cult, and in turn, the ‘King’,
are not the villains of the piece, instead, it’s the broken family unit that
are the enemies.
The way Ari Aster utilises mental health problems in his
films is quite fascinating. There’s a vague sense that he’s being respectful to
those who live with mental health problems, but then, he utilises heightened
emotional outbursts that many who live with depression, anxiety, bipolar
disorder, or any other mental health problem, as a way of creating dramatic
tension. He manipulates the audience by putting them on edge by presenting
clearly unstable people in unstable situations. You can see the logical path that
the characters should take – Dani should receive proper medical care and
treatment, helping her through her grief and trauma – but Aster is more
interested in presenting the ‘worst case scenario’ for these characters, and
then rolling the dice to see what kind of trauma they’ll further be subjected
to. Is this entertainment? More importantly, is this ethical entertainment?
Florence Pugh, just like Toni Collette, gives a full bodied,
emotionally draining performance. She delivers a searing portrayal of someone
living through grief and depression and finding themselves thrust into a
situation where nothing but further grief and depression is heaped on her,
leaving Dani in a situation where – after quite literally losing everything –
she is free to lose the last thing that she holds dear – her mind. Yet, unlike
Collette, Pugh never overacts, instead, giving a powerfully nuanced performance
that appears to exist in a completely different film than the one she finds
herself in. A gradually fracturing mind is hard to portray on screen, and yet,
Pugh manages to embody this trauma brilliantly.
meanders on, Aster eagerness to present a commune as a cult can’t help but feel
like an overwrought facsimile of The
Wicker Man. The comparisons are blatant – both are films about a major
sacrifice being made to ensure that a ‘crop’ is bountiful for the next harvest –
and yet, for all of Aster’s desire to make Midsommar
unique, he can’t help but muddy his own waters, making his intentions, and
narrative, unclear. There is a grand attempt at creating a lore here that is
deep and historic, but Aster stumbles more that soars, with some nitpicking
points that required clarity – if this celebration only occurs every ninety
years, then who carries on the tradition if people are required to ‘die’ at the
age of seventy two? And, in turn, if this sacrifice only happens every ninety
years, then what happens to the eighty nine other harvests that occur in between
those years? Maybe a future viewing, or the much promoted ‘directors cut’
(which sounds awfully like A24 merely trying to out-gross Hereditary but pulling an Avengers:
Endgame move and putting out an extended cut for the Midsommar faithfuls to help drive that box office up a little
more), will help illuminate these plot foibles.
I feel I should explain what the cult is about, but there’s
so much deliberate vagueness employed that it’s hard to actually say other than
this is a remote Swedish cult who believe that death is an honour, and that
God-like genius comes from inbreeding. They also believe in ethical harvesting,
and good food production, as well as encouraging the production of very
impressive clothing. Oh, they’re also pretty good at creating art as well.
Aster’s production design (thanks to Henrik Svensson) is – just like Hereditary – absolutely sublime. Aster
employs a meticulous eye for beautiful architecture, alongside pristine nature
shots, proving that if he somehow fails as a director, he could quite easily
establish a commune for Instagram influencers to visit and take glamorous
selfies at, and he’d be just as successful.
But, wrapped up in this fable about grief and life and death
is a fumbled exploration of the honour in dying. It’s impossible to assess Midsommar and not come away with a
damningly view of the line that Aster has drawn from a daughter murdering her
parents in their sleep, and then taking her own life, through past the line of
the two seventy two year old commune-ites (I struggle to call them cultists,
although it may appear this is what Aster wishes them to be known as) who jump off
a cliff to their horrific, gore driven deaths, all the way to the end point of
two men sacrificing themselves alongside five unwilling ‘tributes’. It’s
unclear – at least on first watch – what Aster is saying about death. Is it
better to have lived a life knowing when your end point is, embracing all the
joy that life brings, and then marking a point where you will cease to exist?
What is he saying about mental illness here other than, sure sucks to be you, have you ever thought about embracing madness? Maybe
then you’ll be truly free? I am willing to be proven wrong about this, but
after rolling this film around on my tongue for a week, I can’t help but feel
that Aster is willing to manipulate the dramatic elements of living with a
mental illness so he can employ them in his fictional narrative horror-rides.
I want to stress, as my review is failing to display this, I thoroughly enjoyed Midsommar while I was watching it. I found the performances across the board brilliant, with Florence Pugh and Jack Reynor in particular being standouts, and a note that Will Poulter has never been creepier. Ari Aster is an assured director who clearly is comfortable behind the camera, and it’s his technical ability and visual style that helps the viewer ignore many of the issues his films have. When paired alongside his editor, Lucian Johnston, and cinematographer, Pawel Pogorzelski, Ari Aster becomes a major force to be reckoned with, crafting some of the finest horror creations this side of The Babadook and The Witch. As modern horror seeks to cement its new figureheads, Ari Aster certainly has earned his place at the table where he, alongside Mike Flanagan, Robert Eggers, and Jennifer Kent, have all earned their opportunity to live deliciously.
But, while I found the experience of Midsommar suitably torturous and unsettling, I still have the right to ask whether sitting down and watching another woman suffer with an untreated mental illness, as she is surrounded by unsympathetic people, and as further trauma is heaped on her for two and a half hours, (excuse the fractured sentence), is that ethical? Is it right to mine mental illness for the use of amplifying horror in films? Sure, Aster is respectful, and yes, he clearly makes those who do nothing to help Dani into villains, with their comeuppance being well deserved, but again, does that make it right? If anything, with a brutal partial decapitation in Hereditary and two head crushing sequences in Midsommar, Aster genuinely has something against the human head (or, rather, mind).
I can only shrug, and suggest that you head along to see Midsommar and make up your own mind.
Director: Ari Aster
Pugh, Jack Reynor, William Jackson Harper
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