Once in a blue moon, a horror film comes along that you cannot shake — that sinks its claws deeper into your flesh if you try.
Hereditary is one of them, leaving you with images that refuse to stay buried, and a general sense of hysteria usually reserved for family gatherings.
Watching Hereditary feels like a possession, or the existential realization that you’re becoming your mother. It inhabits you, hijacking your senses from the very first shot and maintaining that hold in every minute that follows. Most horror gives viewers the comfort of voyeuristic distance, but not this one. An unrelenting descent into trauma, it insists that you become part of the family as the tragic terror unfolds. Read more…
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