DCP and I watched a nice Swedish movie last night. Masjävlar. And to be honest I have no idea what the mas part of masjävlar means so if someone wants to fill me in I’m all ears. I bought the movie because it was on sale. And DCP needed a Swedish movie to watch for her class. So what the hell.
It was a pretty solid movie. Takes place in Dalarna so they had a nice little accent. Amazing how many accents there are in Sweden considering it’s only the size of California.
The movie was billed as one of the best movies of the year. The year being the end of 2004 into 2005. The cover bragged that 785,000 people had seen the movie in theaters. 785,000 people. Sometimes this country seems so quaint. I love it.
But the movie itself was kind of what I have come to expect from Swedish films. The ones that I actually take the time to watch tend to be decent. But filled with awkward moments. And angst. Lots and lots of angst. Followed with a dash of depression, social anxiety, intense introspection. You know, all the makings of a light hearted film.
I’m not sure why this is. Maybe Swedes are just depressed as an entire country. If art imitates life then that must be the case. Or maybe they are still playing off that Bergman tradition from so long ago. But it’s not very often that a Swedish comedy makes any headlines. Or even seems to get noticed. The Swedes seem to have this sort of movie down though. So they might as well stick with it.
In all honesty though this movie managed to be kind of intense, kind of depressing, kind of quiet, kind of funny, kind of awkward, and pretty good all at the same time. Kind of like Sweden itself.