In the Swedish city of Lethe, people from different walks of life take part in a series of short, deadpan vignettes that rush past. Some are just seconds long, none longer than a couple of minutes. A young woman (Jessica Lundberg) remembers a fantasy honeymoon with a rock guitarist. A man awakes from a dream about bomber planes. A businessman boasts about success while being robbed by a pickpocket and so on. The absurdist collection is accompanied by Dixieland jazz and similar music.
|Original Title||:||Du levande|
|Release Date||:||September 21, 2007|
|Genres||:||Music, Comedy, Drama|
|Production Company||:||Det Danske Filminstitut, Canal+, Arte France Cinéma, Eurimages Council of Europe|
|Production Countries||:||Japan, Sweden, Germany, France, Denmark, Norway|
|Casts||:||Håkan Angser, Eric Bäckman, Patrik Anders Edgren, Björn Englund, Lennart Eriksson, Pär Fredriksson, Elisabeth Helander, Gunnar Ivarsson, Leif Larsson, Jessika Lundberg, Jessica Nilsson, Jörgen Nohall, Waldemar Nowak, Olle Olson, Kemal Sener, Jan Wikbladh, Göran Holm|
|Plot Keywords||:||hairdresser, bar, sweden, jazz, new love, balcony, pickpocket, airplane, musical, beer, man-woman relation, music, relation, partnership, alienation, little boy, independent film, storm, psychiatrist, music band, blue sky, school life|
The large bell in a bar intermittently rings for last orders and the inevitable rush to queue forms at the counter do we want what we need only when it's too late? Or is the irony of the opening scene's wailing Cassandra a more resonant reflection of our perceptions on individual existence? There's an endless fascination about where writer-director Roy Andersson wants to take us in his fourth feature, "You, The Living". With fifty or so semi-related vignettes strung together by a penchant for tragicomic hyper-reality, its wistful interpretations and symbolic instances of life that bind us all in this great big cosmic Sisyphean struggle. The sheer simplicity of these vignettes act to dramatise the tenuity and immense preciousness of being apart of the symbiotic relationships we have with one another. Andersson might whittle down the complexity of the human condition through harsh and fast cynicism more than he should, but he also reminds us of the inherent, reassuring glory of waking up each morning to a new tomorrow when we're all aware of our own distinct forms of arrested development.