I loved Midsommar. Duh.
It's a movie about grief and finding community.
Whether being gay or, more specifically, a horror gay, I know how important it is to find people who speak your language - people who don't wish away your emotions, but who instead help you process them - who cry and laugh and rage along with you. With community, we're less alone on this garbage planet.
But I know that, much like Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice: Extended Director's Cut, I'm a minority. I'm viewing this kind of film through an orphan's eyes. When your parents die, you're rudderless and you look for meaning and connection to justify each day. This movie syncs into that frequency and I love it.
Also, men are trash and should only be kept around for copulation, then put inside bear costumes and set on fire.
Friday, July 5, 2019
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