Movie Review: Midsommar

It is not often that you see a movie that actually makes you puke in your mouth. Midsommar is one of those. A sick, oh so sick, train wreck of anti-male as well as anti-white hatred feminist wet fantasy, which only purpose seems to glorify bashing of men, Nordic traditions, and ultimately, white culture.

From the get go, the vaginal abomination depicted as Nordic culture that is about to develop throughout the movie is very clearly associated with those native Swedes who oppose the Islamization of their country (with a banner, yup). So the viewer can come to the very logical conclusion that Islamic immigration to Sweden is the only salvation for a very, very sick people, because, well, nothing can be worse than (traditional) paganism, and Islam is a blessing for all. Well, don’t you know that we white people are sick and should be eradicated?

The movie is endless scenes of useless cunts, many undickable, on drugs, dancing and whining in common. It is so empowering for women indeed to cry together over non-sense, including the emotional unavailability of their boyfriend who isn’t sufficiently touchy-feely to the hags’ wishes. When the bitches are not abusing and destroying men that is. White men. While there is a black dude (they had to be inclusive), he dies nicely. He is a man after all and doesn’t deserve to live. The white dudes, not so much.

All while bashing paganism and traditional European culture, not an extent likely never previously seen in cinema. Taking Nordic traditions (like Midsummer) completely out of context, milking retarded popular culture concepts, and depicting the foundational customs of Europe as sick, barbaric, disgusting, offensive, and plain insane. All while appropriating our culture, that is, as the director is an American moron whose only connection to “Nordic culture” is taking Islamic loads in Malmö. Had any movie depicted Islam, or even Christianity for that matter, in such a way, it would have been banned by the left, and the director would have been cancelled never to be heard from again. Well-meaning and self-righteous Americans, Brits, Australians and Canadians would have even posted videos of themselves on social media throwing things in his face in public to express their offense. This is 2020, the beginning of the fall of western civilization, and it is woke and trendy to bash anything white and traditional European.

The men are also depicted as flawed, gross, dysfunctional, emasculated, stupid, sick, (emotionally) abusive, inferior, and disposable. They are made to drink menstrual blood (which is actually a lot a waste and biohazards and little actual blood). The men are blood-eagled, skinned alive, tortured, abused, degraded. Their semen is stolen from them against their consent and while they are drugged (imagine the outrage if this had been done to women in a mainstream flick). And in a sick twist only a feminist cunt could possibly get wet over, their girlfriend is shown as more than justified to burn them alive for such alleged weakness. Men are the only ones naked too before they get abused. Ari Aster, the piece of shit that produced this cancer, specifically said it was for the purpose of further humiliating the dudes (ironically, a Christian thing, as non-Christians give no shit about being butt-naked), because, you know, the patriarchy oppressing women.

The entire movie is also a bad psychedelic trip and train wreck on mushrooms, featuring possibly the most extensive collection of drugs known to (wo)man.

Finally, to add insult to injury, one of the morons and idiots at the service of women against men, who is also burnt alive eventually after being given some yew essence to prevent pain (spoiler, doesn’t work too well), is called… Ulf.

As a climax of this disgusting and sick vaginal infection, cervical cancer, and genital herpes (all in one) propaganda, a dude is made into a Berserkr and burned alive… Symbolically not only destroying the man, but a fundamental symbol of warfare and warrior in Norse culture. Soon to be replaced by a hero, a superior being, a queen… a vagina of course.

Possibly the sickest movie we have ever watched.