As someone who thought the remake of The Wicker Man was one of the (unintentionally) funniest things he'd ever seen, this review does not discourage me from wanting to see Midsommar. (In fact, if I do go, I'll hit it with a "black comedy about a bad breakup" mindset and enjoy it more.)

I also want to see Thanksgiving: the Stuffening. What IS in that cranberry sauce?