It must be hard being a Swedish filmmaker. Everything is so nice there. It has one of the lowest rates of poverty in the world after Norway and Finland and maybe Denmark. What possible conflict could they have? They're so tolerant and progressive! I guess they are, anyway.
Is it the Swedes or the Norwegians who do the Nobel Peace Prize? They wanted to give one to George Bush, but there was so much outcry they dropped the idea. They gave one to Obama and he gave an acceptance speech explaining why he loved war. He had barely been elected at that point and had only ordered a handful of drone strikes, although one of his campaign promises was to escalate the war in Afghanistan. Both Norway and Sweden have troops in Afghanistan and both took part in the bombing of Libya which killed at least 50,000 people.
Maybe Scandinavia isn't all it's cracked up to be.
I just watched a gay Swedish film, Patrick 1.5.
A married gay couple moves into a pleasant Swedish neighborhood. All single family homes. They have a garden. The husband works as a doctor and I don't remember what the other husband does. They're one of the most affectionate married couples I've seen in the movies. Maybe they should have toned that down.
One husband wants to adopt a baby. The other is a divorced former heterosexual and doesn't really want to, but he goes along. Maybe he feels lucky to be married to a doctor.
There's no international adoption for gay couples.
"A Swedish baby would be okay. Or a Dane. A Swede or a Danish baby. Well. No. Not a Dane."
After a time they're told there's a child for them. His name is Patrick, age 1.5. One and a half years old.
This turns out to be a typo. He's a surly gay-hating 15-year-old with a criminal record for carrying a knife and aggravated assault.
They immediately try to get rid of him. The neighbor children are always shouting anti-gay slurs at the gay couple. When they call Patrik a "homo" he chases them down and apparently beats some of them up. When the gay doctor goes to the neighbors to apologize, he finds that no one is home until he knocks on one door and discovers there's a neighborhood party they didn't invite the gay couple to.
Oddities in the movie are that the tough-looking tattooed gay guy who is arrested for "abuse of a public official" when he gets a parking ticket is terrified of the fifteen-year-old. And they never took the baby monitor out of the kid's room. They had him on a little TV screen the whole time. Strangely, all the kid did was sit staring into space. Is that what Swedes think teenage boys do when they're alone in their rooms?
I did fast forward through a lot of it, so maybe my assessment isn't very good.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
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