So, here we go—Manhattan Night. Or as they also call it, Manhattan Nocturne. I watched it last Friday, after a fika with my old buddy Anders. We were debating crime thrillers, and I thought, why not dive into this one when I got home? It’s like a mix of old-school noir and modern cynicism, wrapped up in some grimy New York streets.

You know, it feels like you’re grabbing a korv med bröd from a 2 a.m. kiosk—exciting at first, a bit messy, and you kinda question your life choices halfway through. Adrien Brody plays a tabloid reporter named Porter Wren. He gets tangled in this web of seduction, murder, and lies. Classic, right? The bloke’s got this tired look, like someone who missed their pendeltåg for the nth time. But there’s something intriguing about his character, constantly digging into the muck of human nature.

Now, about the plot, it’s kinda all over the place. It’s as if a bunch of VHS tapes got mixed up, but the end result is oddly captivating. There was a moment when I felt the suspense crawling under my skin, yet other times, I was just scratching my head thinking “what just happened?” Maybe it was the Räksallad I had earlier, who knows?

Wrapping my head around the film’s twists felt like trying to navigate Stockholm’s cobblestone streets on a snowy day—fascinating yet a little confusing. But the film’s got its charm, I’ll give you that.

And fun fact—when I was watching it, I happened to remember the time I got lost in Manhattan myself. The maze of buildings can be both incredible and intimidating, much like the film itself. Would I recommend it? Sure, grab a cup of kaffe, and let it play. But maybe don’t expect it to change your life. Here’s a link so you can check out the trailer on YouTube.

Also, did I mention the soundtrack? It’s got that jazz vibe, like listening to a saxophonist in some underground Stockholm bar. A little mysterious, a little sexy. But hey, that’s just me. Give it a whirl, tell me what you think.

Check the trailer here: Manhattan Night (aka Manhattan Nocturne)