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Normally this is the moment where I'd be telling you people, you wonderful people, that this is it for the week -- it's the summer and I have Summer Fridays. But I'm actually planning on being online for a wee bit this weekend (probably tomorrow, actually) so I can finish up and post my several-day-gestating review of Ari Aster's film Midsommar, a horror film of some note that is out next week and which stars Florence Pugh and the young gentleman you see here Mr. Jack Reynor. (Sidenote: see our recent post on Jack's cinephilia right here.) So what I am saying is you should probably check back in here tomorrow and you might find a happy surprise. Of course I'll heartily trumpet all of this on Twitter when the moment arrives, but it don't hurt to double down, especially since it gives us these shots of Jack to glare at. Hi, Jack. Good to see you, Jack. (I'm a little bit obsessed with Jack right now, you guys, in case you couldn't tell.)
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