Franklyn: A Right Mix-up of Worlds

Alright folks, let’s have a natter about “Franklyn.” Ya see, this film’s like fika with a twist, offering layered flavors you don’t expect. It’s got Eva Green, for crying out loud, who’s like a mysterious brew herself, and Ryan Phillippe, who’s as intense as a Swedish winter night.

So, the film’s sneaky, weaving together parallel universes like a talented kille juggling lingonberries. On one side, you’ve got a dark, dystopian metropolis which is like being in a Tech Noir club in Gothenburg on a rainy Thursday. Then, there’s the “real” London, where emotional chaos unwinds. Director Gerald McMorrow does a job that’s, well, a bit like a smörgåsbord – loads on the plate but not everything’s a hit.

Here’s something the movie got me thinking ’bout — remember when we were young and everything felt like multiple worlds? Like when you and your friends dressed up like Spiderman or Pippi Långstrump, diving into role-plays with more passion than actual reality ever deserved. Franklyn kinda pulls at those threads, jumping between worlds with a child’s giddy energy, but it might leave some confused like me trying to find my other sock on a Monday morning.

Now, don’t get me wrong. There’s heaps to appreciate here. The cinematography’s atmospheric as a Swedish forest at dawn. And the themes of faith and identity — heavy stuff but kinda like those late-night philosophizing sessions we all had over a glass of wine.

But let’s be real, sometimes the movie feels a bit too ambitious for its own boots. It’s like overstuffing a kanelbulle; delicious intentions but you might just end up with crumbs everywhere.

So, if you’re up for a headspin or just fancy a bit of cinematic mystery, give Franklyn a whirl. It might just leave you with more questions than answers, and honestly, isn’t that just like life?

Check the trailer below