The Automatic Hate: A Strange Family Affair

So, I watched “The Automatic Hate” yesterday. My fika got cold because I was too engrossed in the chaos unfolding on screen. The film, directed by Justin Lerner, has some serious talent with Joseph Cross and Adelaide Clemens working their magic. For all you nerds out there, you’ll recognize Deborah Ann Woll too, who brings her usual charm and intensity.

The plot is twisted like a Swedish cinnamon bun, with a family secret that comes crashing down like a badly-built IKEA shelf. I had flashbacks of a midsummer family gathering where an uncle revealed some old family feuds, making everyone shift in their seats. This film hits just like that—awkward and engrossing.

I have this nagging feeling that at times the story loses its grip, wandering like a lost moose. The script flirts with brilliance but sometimes trips over its own feet, y’know? But, the chemistry between the actors is on point, and there’s a rawness that’s hard to ignore, even when things get a bit soap-operatic.

The cinematography is something to shout about, capturing the mix of serenity and chaos in rural settings. It’s like when I once visited my cousin’s cabin in Småland—a strange blend of peace and tension in the air.

What struck me was how the film tackled themes of generational feuds and untold truths. It’s a weirdly relatable topic, especially if you’ve ever been to a Swedish family reunion. I guess we all have skeletons lurking somewhere, like those dusty boxes in grandma’s attic.

Are the twists and turns perfect? Nah, not really. But isn’t that life? Messy and full of surprises. If you’re in for a ride that feels like family hysteria meets laid-back Scandinavian summers, this might just tickle your fancy. Or at least make you grateful your family isn’t *that* dramatic.

Check the trailer below