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Vaughn 2022-03-27 09:01:16
I almost fell asleep watching the Nordic literary...
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Meredith 2022-03-26 09:01:11
6.3/10 Depression and despair from beginning to...
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Lacey 2022-03-26 09:01:11
Less poetic than Malle's version, but still as potent as death...
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Virginia 2022-03-26 09:01:11
The unconventional handling of the two endings has to be...
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Westley 2022-03-26 09:01:11
From last year to this year, I finally got up the courage to continue watching it, you go blow your mind on ecstasy; I have no...
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Albert 2022-03-26 09:01:11
Oslo nostalgia, a day in the air for addict intellectuals, say goodbye to the world, say goodbye to...
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Icie 2022-03-26 09:01:11
Goodbye to the world on August 31st. ('Juvenile' is actually born in 1979, so...
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Abdullah 2022-03-26 09:01:11
I just feel helpless after watching it. Can't death be...
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Ettie 2022-03-26 09:01:11
First world problem at its...
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Hayden 2022-03-26 09:01:11
More than melancholy, nostalgia is not full. The most exciting part of the whole movie is the broken memories at the beginning of the...
Oslo, August 31st Comments
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Jayce 2022-01-14 08:02:32
Introduction
Anders is about to complete his detoxification plan from the detoxification center, and the detoxification is in the country, so Anders has been suffocated. As part of the drug rehabilitation program, Anders can come out of the drug rehabilitation center and come to the city to interview for a new...
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Aaliyah 2022-01-14 08:02:32
August 31st, I am in Oslo
There are countless sufferings in the world that will come from all directions, making people exhausted. There is also a kind of sadness in the world that grows from the heart. It will not ask you for a drop of blood or a piece of flesh, but it makes you never remember why people desire to see the...
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Anders: Look at my life. I'm 34 years old. I've got nothing. I don't want to start from scratch.
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Anders: He taught me to bike, row, how you can exceed speed limit by 20% without getting busted. 60 at 50, 108 at 90. She spoke of adult matters in English. She taught me to always floss. To put things back where they belong. They hated reactionaries, but waited years before buying a VCR. They were both from Oslo, remembered places we passed. Slightly deaf, he insisted on hearing the absurd: What do you think is best? Got waffles on your chest? They thought intellectual achievement was superior to sports success. They were sympathetic to celebrities who protected their privacy. They made me a critical reader, comtemptuous of the less eloquent. But anyone i brought home got a warm welcome. They never missed the evening news. He took a test, then proudly told us he had an artistic personality. He said people who valued military experience were dull. She held a tolerant view on drugs. He wanted to ban barbecuing in parks. Democracy was just the best alternative. She thought Bardot should help people, not animals. They respected my privacy. Maybe too much. They taught me religion is a weakness. I don't know if i agree. They never taught me to cook or to build a relationship, but they seemed happy. They never told me how friendship dissolves. Until you're strangers, friends in name only. They let me be picky about food. She said I could do as I wished. Decide what to be, who to love, where to live. They would always help me. They were stricter with my sister than me.
