People who have mommy issues and anxiety resulting from it or just in general are going to feel this movie so hard. If you can't relate, it may not be as rewarding.

It has the same surreal vibes as mother! and personally I love anything mindfucky that activates your brain.

My sentiments exactly except that I watched it 12/30.

I watched this a few months ago. I can say that I loved how batshit crazy the first act was but, it ground to a halt when he stayed with the couple and their daughter. I did like third act when he made it back home. I’ll have to give it another watch. I do think the three hour runtime is too long.

Same. I had a shitty seat, so I was very uncomfortable by the last hour of the movie, and instead of enjoying it, was mostly focused on when it would end so I could get up. This was a situation where I would have liked the movie broken into three parts I could watch different nights, like a mini-series or The Decalogue.

This movie was batshit brilliant. Imagine a move about Franz Kafka doing cover versions of Pink Floyd's "Mother", with a screenplay by Charlie Kaufman and directed by Terry Gilliam.

Loved it. Movies like this remind me why I enjoy movies so much. The medium is the message and also other things

Going to have to watch this a second time.

Well . . . I hope Aster is doing better after making this, because that was an utter waste of three hours of my life. Finally watched this while "home alone" for the weekend.

I like "thinky" films, but this was not that. It wasn't heady. The first hour or so was an interesting examination of anxiety and phobias, but that is followed by two hours hours of visually intriguing abuse. There is no message. There is no mystery. It is simply beating you over the head with mundanity and loses the bit that makes the first hour interesting. There is nothing left to think about after it is done. The journey isn't a journey, it is a meandering sequence of random fever-pitched dreams that do not come together to do anything.

I loved Hereditary and Midsommar. I am thankful I had not watched Beau is afraid until now, as I would have likely skipped Eddington which is damn near a masterpiece.

That reminds me. I tried to watch this about 6 months or so ago and never finished it. I made it about halfway and have not felt the need to go back. Maybe one day I will finish it, but I lean toward Abob Teff's criticism.

Don't. I made it about two hours in last night and then finished it this morning. There is nothing worth coming back for after that point (unless you are the kind that needs the Parker Posey sex scene, in that case just fast forward to it).