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Norwood 2022-03-20 09:02:32
You'll have a thousand nights like this, you won't remember tonight
If there is a bottleneck in youth films, then "Naked" and this "Oslo, August 31" can be said to have achieved the ultimate. When I watched "Over the Spring" a few days ago, I felt that most youth films today are not about our youth at all. In this era of excess material, the ups and downs of the...
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Iva 2022-01-14 08:02:32
Movie diary
Anderson defines himself as a loser. It is like a ghost that shuttles through the streets of Oslo. Although he successfully rehabilitated at first, he defined himself as a spiritual dwarf and did not have self-confidence in himself. This is why he became an addict. The reason is that no one needs...
Øystein Røger
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Anders: Look at my life. I'm 34 years old. I've got nothing. I don't want to start from scratch.
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Anders: He taught me to bike, row, how you can exceed speed limit by 20% without getting busted. 60 at 50, 108 at 90. She spoke of adult matters in English. She taught me to always floss. To put things back where they belong. They hated reactionaries, but waited years before buying a VCR. They were both from Oslo, remembered places we passed. Slightly deaf, he insisted on hearing the absurd: What do you think is best? Got waffles on your chest? They thought intellectual achievement was superior to sports success. They were sympathetic to celebrities who protected their privacy. They made me a critical reader, comtemptuous of the less eloquent. But anyone i brought home got a warm welcome. They never missed the evening news. He took a test, then proudly told us he had an artistic personality. He said people who valued military experience were dull. She held a tolerant view on drugs. He wanted to ban barbecuing in parks. Democracy was just the best alternative. She thought Bardot should help people, not animals. They respected my privacy. Maybe too much. They taught me religion is a weakness. I don't know if i agree. They never taught me to cook or to build a relationship, but they seemed happy. They never told me how friendship dissolves. Until you're strangers, friends in name only. They let me be picky about food. She said I could do as I wished. Decide what to be, who to love, where to live. They would always help me. They were stricter with my sister than me.
