Alright, folks, let’s talk about “Ginger & Rosa,” a film that’s like one of those enigmatic vindsnurror you see in old Stockholm – simple on the outside, but there’s much more going on once you dive in. The story swirls around two teen girls, Ginger and Rosa, as they navigate the choppy waters of 1960s London – think Beatlemania but with a darker, existential edge.
Now, the film’s helmed by Sally Potter, and you know her style, it’s like she’s crafting poetry on screen. I mean, if Terrence Malick had a fika with Ingmar Bergman and decided to set it in swinging London, right? The cinematography is like a warm, nostalgic snapshot, but somehow it manages to stab you in the gut with its emotional sharpness.
Elle Fanning as Ginger, wow, just wow. She draws you in – it’s like watching someone pour their heart out on a Midsummer night. The angst, the confusion of youth, and that existential dread—it’s all there. Alice Englert as Rosa gives a solid performance too, but sometimes I felt like she was in Ginger’s shadow, like when you compare två sorter of kanelbullar and one’s just a bit chewier.
There’s this Cold War tension as a backdrop, and I kept thinking about my own memories of this era. Flashbacks to when we used to huddle under tables during those missile drills at school. There was that one time my teacher, bless her heart, forgot it was just a drill and went home, leaving us all in the dark. Quite the Swedish way to handle crisis, don’t you think?
But to be honest, there were moments when the film dragged a bit, at least for me. Some scenes were like watching paint dry on a cold Swedish vinterdag. Maybe not everyone’s kanelbullar, but still an interesting peek into personal and political awakenings. The soundtrack though, oof, hits all the right notes with that ’60s vibe.
So mates, give it a watch, and maybe think back to your own rebellious nights or those Proustian flashes of youth, when everything was about to change.
