Tore

Tore is a Swedish series about the undertaker worker Tore, who is 27 and gay, but not out.

The series starts off OK, but once again a Swedish series fails when it comes to pure acting.

I wonder why they are asked to over act, like they are here. Maybe it's to pretend they are Hollywood or something, because I know too many Swedes to know this is not the way they act or react.

Main actor is is also asked to act so silly that he seemingly is 16.

Cringy and strange, and far off reality. Sad that it's like this. If we are to have series about gay persons, please let them act like normal, and not this cringy.

I found the series very entertaining. These type of series are becoming more and more popular in Scandinavia - the combination of humor and drama, the complex characters, the realistic yet unrealistic struggles - and I love it.

The music score is good, the characters are complex, and the manuscript is original. I loved it, and really hope there will be an another season.

As for the actors - they did an outstanding job. I mean, all of them! First of all, William Spetz portrays this grieving, dorky, exploring character in such a good way. His girlfriend, Linn, made me laugh loudly multiple times (I loved her character), and Erik, Heidi, Tore's colleagues, Viggo, shady & Lo, and even Linn's son were great. And by great, I mean this is how Scandinacians appear, speak and act realistically (myself included). Will probably watch the whole series again sometime.

Normally I don't write reviews, but this series unexpectedly touched me so much.

The storyline and characters did such a good job in showing the complexity of loss and pain. The strange choices we make and the behaviour we show whilst not saying or expressing what we really want or need.

I read someone saying it's overacting, but to me it was precisely perfect. There's a lot of meaning in the things unsaid. If that makes sense. Like when you're supposed to get a comforting touch but you didn't.

I think anyone struggling with loss, drugs, sexuality and self-love(or self destructive behaviour) will recognise something in this series.

This is an absolute standout on Netflix. I started this show on a Sunday morning, wanting to only watch one episode while having breakfast, but I ended up binging the entire series in one go. It's that perfect symbiosis of drama and comedy that only very few shows manage to pull off. I laughed out loud one second, cried the next. What's best about this series is that it feels very real but also not too over the top and cheesy like most US Netflix dramas. Tore might be self-harming and selfish, but that's a very realistic depiction of someone that is hurting. Drug abuse and partying as a form of escapism might work for a while but it also drags you down an even deeper hole.

This show has the power to heal it's viewers, thank you so much for that.

I think the only reason I got through this was because the episodes were each just thirty minutes long. Even so, this story about a twenty seven year old gay virgin didn't convince.

OK it's billed as a comedy but also a drama and the dramatic bits aren't feasible. Falling out of a window and lying outside in the snow all night results in death not a black eye. Nutting a concrete pillar hard causes worse injuries to a person than a mere trickle of blood.

As for the love interest, what hot-blooded guy on a mission to have his first time would choose boring, older Erik over exciting, horny, hot Viggo?

The actor playing Tore, who also wrote the script, looks about 18 and acts it too. His IMDB bio says his height is five foot eleven. If that's true, Viggo and Erik must be giants - they both tower over him.

As for the trippy flights of fancy, I also, like Heidi, didn't waste the 60s! These sequences have nothing to do with the effects of Tore's "tea"; they are a bad imagining of the effects that have nothing to do with reality.

The final episode was just cringe making and impossible to believe, both the section in the club and later in Uppsala.

I know that William Spetz is well regarded in Sweden but he must have been having an off day when he wrote this.