The best bit about this film was undoubtedly where a few young guys are outdoors, singing a song by Håkan Hellström, walking by an open window where an apartment party is happening; the party people hear the song, join the singing and just before the outdoors-y party disperses, it looks as though they're two parties are serenading each other. That was really lovely. Other times, not so: nobody's really introduced in the entire film. There are no clear reasons for anything, which can be really enticing where done well (e.g. by Hitchcock, Audiard, Assayas) but here it's just left hanging, which left me frustrated and in the end not giving a toss. All in all, this documentary is pretentious and simply not good. But the scene described by me is the golden nugget; see that and then turn off the film and listen to Håkan Hellström's latest album instead, because it doesn't touch any on his earlier work.
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