Moira+I went to the Watershed cinema last night (yes, twice in two days for me!) to see Grimur Hakonarson’s film about two ageing Icelandic brothers who haven’t communicated for forty years – despite being neighbours - until their sheep flocks are threatened by disease.
time now, Iceland has provided a rather strange and attractive fascination for Moira
and me - which only increased after we both read Sarah Moss’s “Names
for the Sea: Strangers in Iceland” as one of Book Group books (recommended!),
so it seemed only natural that we should see this film.
To be honest,
even with the benefit of a little time for reflection, I still don’t quite know
what to make of the film.
Lots of rather beautiful, bleak, wintry scenery… plus
keen observation, sardonic humour and fine performances from the two brothers
(Gummi, played by Sigurdur Sigurjonsson, and Kiddi, played by Theodor
Juliusson). It’s a film about independence, self-reliance, isolationism, reconciliation…
and stubborn stupidity(!).
The film was the winner of last year’s “Un Certain
Regard” prize and apparently enjoyed a rapturous standing ovation. Judging by
the audience’s somewhat stunned reaction at the end of last night’s showing, I
find the standing ovation a little hard to understand… but, hey, what do I/we
Not quite an Icelandic saga, but it definitely made
becomes the next US President and the EU referendum vote goes the wrong way, I might
consider becoming an Icelandic sheepfarmer…
PS: I rather
liked that the film credits included the names of the some of the sheep “stars”
(including one named “Saga”)!
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