A small town in Sweden, with all kinds of seemingly ordinary and eccentric town residents. A fat aunt who screams "no one understands you" every day, a middle-aged uncle who was sentenced to death in an electric chair for sabotaging other people's banquets, a strange man who talks about losing money from bank funds while having sex, and a quarrel couple who hurts each other with unscrupulous words , listened to twenty-seven years of mental patients talking about a psychiatrist who has been overwhelmed, an amateur band that will disband at any time, a girl Anna who dares to pursue love even if it is just a dream. a segment of life that seems to have no connection, or absurd Funny or deviant, but together they tell a humorous tragicomedy about love and being loved between people
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You, the Living movie plot
2022-03-22 08:01
Extended Reading
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Celia 2022-03-23 09:03:36
"I'm a psychiatrist... year after year, listening to patients. They're all dissatisfied with their lives, some want to have fun, some want me to help them have fun. I tell you, it's going to screw people up. Exhausted...people are demanding too much, that's what I've come to after years. They want to have fun and at the same time be self-centered, self-serving, narrow-minded...In my opinion, They are really stingy at home.
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Holden 2022-03-28 09:01:13
Cool tone wide angle fixed camera long lens. Hey, life. I sometimes forget my character and think I've been carried away by a mad whale who is nothing but this world - Sartre
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Mia: Serving non-alcoholic beer with food that smells so good. It's torture!
Uffe's mother.: I only want what's best for you.
Mia: Best! Is this what's best for me? Enduring this damned existance... with all the shit and deceit and wickedness and staying sober? How can you expect or even want a single poor bugger to put up with it without being drunk? It's inhuman. Only a sadist would demand that.
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The psychiatrist: Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.
[examines the large stack of patient's files]
The psychiatrist: I am a psychiatrist. I have been for 27 years. I'm completely worn out. Year after year, listening to patients who aren't satisfied with their lives, who want to have fun, who want me to help them with that - it wears you out, I can tell you. My life isn't exactly a lot of fun either. People demand so much. That's the conclusion I've drawn after all these years. They demand to be happy, at the same time as they are egocentric, selfish, and ungenerous. Well, I would like to be honest. I would like to say that they are quite simply mean, most of them. Spending hour after hour in therapy, trying to make a mean person happy... There's no point. You can't do it. I've stopped doing it. These days, I just prescribe pills. The stronger, the better.