Ceremony (2010) – A very awkward love triangle with Wes Anderson-vibes lite

So I saw *Ceremony* again last night, around 23:00, efter att ha slängt i mig en macka med ost och senap (don’t ask, det bara hände). It’s one of those films I almost forgot existed, like an old CD you find under the sofa.

Directed by Max Winkler – ja, han är Henry Winkler’s son, Fonzie himself – and starring Michael Angarano (who always looks slightly verkstad-fatigued, like he’s just fixed a moped) and Uma Thurman, which is wild. UMA THURMAN right after *Kill Bill*! And Lee Pace too, charming as always, like a human maräng.

Plot-wise it’s about this young guy Sam (Angarano) who wants to win back Zoe (Thurman), who’s about to marry this slick documentary filmmaker (Pace). Sam is painfully delusional, like a less self-aware version of *The Graduate*’s Benjamin Braddock, but with less sun and more cringey small talk.

It’s got these weird moments of poetic pretension – you know, slow-motion gazes and lines like *“I love her because she is filled with life”* – and I just, like… rolled my eyes. Men ändå, det finns nåt där.

Makes me think of that one summer back in ’93 when I got dumped 3 days before Midsommar. She left me for a dude with a motorbåt and a better mixtape. Watching Sam flail through the weekend in *Ceremony*, I kinda recognised that desperate energy. The doing-too-much-to-no-effect vibe.

The film is uneven. Some scenes are flat. Some are smått brilliant. But there’s a weird sweetness too, like överbliven prinsesstårta on a Monday morning – questionable, but you still eat it.

You’ll either cringe or connect. Or both. Like most weddings, honestly.

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