2020 was a hell of a year. It has been both five years and several lifetimes since the Covid-19 pandemic shut down the world, and it remains arguably, a collective trauma we as a species have yet to process. There have been modest attempts at trying to grapple cinematically with this epochal event, but few have grabbed the subject by its greasy horns quite as fearlessly as Ari Aster does with Eddington .

Aster’s fourth feature is yet another different tack for the filmmaker: less terrifying than the overt horrors of Hereditary and Midsommar ; less inaccessibly weird than the picaresque odyssey of Beau Is Afraid . (No giant penis monsters this time, alas.) Instead it’s a heightened but recognisably real comedic satire set during the doldrums of the initial coronavirus outbr

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