Earlier this week, a big chunk of the Birth.Movies.Death. team caught an early screening of Ari Aster's Midsommar. We were very pleased with the final product (some of us, myself included, preferred it to Hereditary), and in the time since I have found myself reflecting - not unfondly - on the country of Sweden, and the various traditions and summer activities they enjoy there.
Napping. Drinking. Dancing. Games. Bingo! These folks know how to have a good time! I'm stuck here in boiling hot Austin, Texas, where it's impossible to step outside without bursting into a sweat and crying, and meanwhile our friends over in Sweden are having the time of their lives. Sure, sometimes things go sideways over there* (as you'll see in Midsommar), but on the whole? Feels like a fair trade to me.
Read my review of Midsommar here, and stay tuned for more on this one as we get closer to the film's July 3rd arrival in theaters.
* = Yes, I know that the country of Sweden does not conduct itself in the same way that the village in Midsommar does.