It's undeniably cool that this movie exists, but long stretches of it are filled with underlit, unengaging dead space. Instead of leaving time for the ideas to run wild, the quiet solemnity just made me drift off. The most important scenes are the ones that work - and that's a difficult thing to pull off - but it all feels a little bit too exhausting, with not enough underneath the surface to reward your patience.
A disappointment. Starts with a bang - a pretty brilliant opening act that culminates in as shocking a moment I've seen in a long time. From here until the halfway point, Hereditary is a viscerally uncomfortable examination of grief, guilt and the horrors of the family dynamic. Then, Toni Collette flips through one of her mom's books, finds some disturbing truths out and, just like that, all of the air lets out of the sails. The rest of the film's…