The email reads I cant anymore everythings black mom and dad are coming too. Goodbye This mysterious, alarming contact sets ...

This new movie features some of the most distressing things committed to film. Once you see it, it’ll forever be seared into your brain. So while you’re still low-key palpitating from last year’s ...

Imagine the most hellish relationship you've ever had. Add a village of creepy smiling Scandinavian folks, hallucinogenic concoctions, an exhausting dance contest, lots of flowers and a sense of ...

The defining sound of Ari Aster’s work is the keening wail of grief. That’s how Midsommar, the follow-up to his surprise supernatural smash Hereditary, truly begins: With Dani (Pugh) balled up on her ...

Ari Aster is a bold new voice in psychological horror, the kind that messes ruthlessly with your head. He proved that last year with Hereditary, featuring Toni Colette in one of cinema’s most ...

What passes as a plot can be related on the head of a darning needle. A mentally disturbed post-grad student named Dani (Florence Pugh) suffers a breakdown when her bi-polar sister murders both of ...

For as long as the horror genre has existed, it's told us to be afraid of the dark - that all corners of evil lie in the absence of light. Even applying simple logic to the matter, if many of cinema's ...

Midsommar hits the ground running. Dani (Florence Pugh) and Christian (Jack Reynor) are close to breaking up, much to the relief of everyone around them, when a gruesome tragedy leaves Dani devastated ...

Horror movie Midsommar has officially arrived in theaters. As the follow-up to Hereditary, it cements writer/director Ari Aster as a talented contemporary horror auteur. Check out our review below, ...

Whatever you think of the end result, there’s always something thrilling about watching a young director who’s earned a long line of Hollywood credit decide to spend every last cent of it on a single ...

To anyone who might be worried that, following the neck-slicing, demon-summoning terrors of Hereditary, Ari Aster has gone Hollywood: fear not. Or rather: fear. Because instead he’s gone Hälsingland.