100 minutes of my life wasted. Pretentiously allusive, episodic style wherein father-daughter relationship psychodynamics and his mental state are superficially touched on but never meaningfully explored. Characters are underdeveloped so you feel a complete lack of affinity, care, empathy or interest in them. The father especially is a two dimensional cardboard cut-out cliche of a character. Not rounded at all. Dialogue, when it occasionally occurs, is very often mumbled and incomprehensible.
Aftersun is completely devoid of traditional features such as plot and an engaging script. If complaining about such omissions is old fashioned then I'm old fashioned and proud of it! I like a film to (heaven forbid!) tell a story and have a propelling narrative. Utterly tedious borefest. Only redeeming feature - it is relatively short by today's film length standards. But it feels interminable. Zero stars.