Magne-Håvard Brekke

Nat 2022-09-19 01:34:51

In the film, the boy rides a bicycle with a scarf around his face to buy a condom. Maybe most people have had a similar experience when they were young, and most people will not forget the first time. The girl in the film is this type of person. Pig's feet are xxoo at the age of 15, so precocious....

Ansley 2022-09-18 03:17:26

Let the passage of time show the farewell of a teenage girl and her first love. There was such a relationship once, beautiful, struggling, and finally it ended.
        For a woman, the most lethal thing is probably the old love, the love of the year is still the same as the beginning, no matter...

Tess 2022-06-16 22:14:00

Hansenlov's works seem to be characterized by [trivial], not only in form (the whole film is basically composed of short shots), but also in content (describes details without a sense of drama in life), showing a kind of audience walking in the role of both. The randomness of fragments of life with no beginning and no end. After watching all three Hansenlov's stories, they are all about how people face changes. Here, the unforgettable love comes to an abrupt end, and the turning of the chapter is not completed in a dramatic moment of change, not the result of some kind of accumulation and decision. , but in the river of time formed by countless fragments of life, like the metaphor of the hat given by ex in the last scene, it flows away inadvertently; another interesting metaphor is that the heroine as an architectural designer Changes in the artistic and functional understanding of the home, but this line has not been well tapped. I think the director is someone who doesn't believe in grand narratives but believes in life, so there's a tender touch and a gritty power in her style, and that's what moved me (and made me endure this kind of trivial narrative)

Rocio 2022-06-16 14:40:54

Although young love is so stupid, there is really no way to like a boy like Sullivan (love each other when they meet, and break up when they leave). I picked the old hat, the water we used to swim with, and the hat eventually passed away with the wind, and goodbye is still goodbye.