There is nothing hidden in writer/director Ari Aster’s 2nd film- Midsommar. It is exactly what audiences should expect, hell, it is exactly what the characters in the movie should have expected. This is The Wicker Man (1973) for today’s generation, where a group of college kids head to the home of a classmate at his small village in Sweden, all to experience the Midsommar solstice festival. Of course, in the mind of Aster this is not going to be a fun vacation getaway, instead it is an exercise in sacrifice, pagan ritual, death, rebirth, and the misery of life. Midsommar may be drenched in sunlight, but this is a dark film, encapsulating the depressing emotions that come with loss. The various kinds of loss, the loss of a loved one, the loss of a relationship, and ultimately, the loss of all sanity.