Moodysson

when it comes to cinema, the swedes know a thing or two. greatest screen icon: garbo. greatest film director: bergman
now, he's fallen a bit off the radar but i think old ingmar was prophetic and right on the money in spotting a vaulting talent and dubbed Fucking Amal a ``master's first masterpiece.''Together was as jubilant as Lilya 4-ever devastating.
(now moodysson fallen a bit off the radar....but i KNOW he will hit us with a cracker, they have a capacity to wait this viking race, not to mention an appreciation of the SILENCE).

so here is to one of the most touching final scenes ever filmed, an awkward babble that is as excrutiating as it is tender:

Elin: I use two grams of milk and five thousand kilograms of chocolate and it's always nearly black and then... then I usually pour in more milk but then the glass isn't big enough. Then I have to pour it into a bigger glass, or another glass, if there isn't a big one. It makes a lot of chocolate milk... but that doesn't matter.



now, i have no idea what does swedes put in there fucking nesquik but i'll have what she's having if the result is swedish cinema. past. present and future. i'm done.