“Fjord” is Beautifully Indecipherable
Fjord, like its story, is not a conclusion, but a beginning.

Our small town is a fairly ordinary collection of houses in a random location in Denmark, inhabited by fairly ordinary people. Nothing of significance has happened in the last 100 years or so. The town sleeps its Sleeping Beauty slumber, facing the fjord and with its back to the lowlands, as storms of all kinds pass unnoticed overhead, such as thunderstorms and summer clouds high, high above. One day, a rather unusual vagabond arrives in this town. He calls himself Laust (Carl Ottosen) and has no intention of staying in the town, but has only been driven this way by chance during his long search for a place and some people to whom he can tie his fate.
Fjord, like its story, is not a conclusion, but a beginning.
Americans love the British monarchy. This may seem confusing because only a few short hundred years ago they were our worst enemies, and every year we celebrate our independence from them. The Crown humanizes the monarchy, which might explain its popularity.
“And I think to myself….what a wonderful world”. Louis Armstrong sang about this notion via his classic 1967 song, an ode to witnessing elements of our life that should be but some reminders of exactly what that concluding line of each verse indicates. Now we see our contemporary realities and, just being honest, it makes a sentiment like this seem SO overtly far away….perhaps even impossible….to accept or believe could be. It sounds harsh, but again, so much of what is occurring speaks not to beauty, but bedlam.
Sam Levinson's latest film can't keep up with the excellence of its performances.
I was able to watch the gleefully mesmerizing Disney remake that was Robert Zemeckis’ Pinocchio. I was enthralled by Zemeckis’ iteration.
Crazy World gives fans of Wakaliwood movies what they want by playing up the comedy and action just like their movies before.