Att angöra en brygga

This is an overrated so-called "comedy classic". Many Swedish film legends are in this film but Hasse Alfredsson, Tage Danielsson and Gösta Ekman are very unfunny. They must have written this together one summer night after lots of vodka. The only good thing is that Birgitta Andersson and Monica Zetterlund is in it.

Many Swedes love this film, why, I just don't know. It is a complete mystery to me. Maybe they see themselves when they try to celebrate midsummer.

I hope people in other countries don't think this is the best Sweden has to offer.

I just saw this on UK Netflix, who for some reason are at present showing seemingly hundreds of Swedish films. Many of these are brilliant - and completely unknown in Britain. Ingmar Bergman is well-known in Britain, but he is not noticed by Netflix. This strange and deliriously funny film is so unknown it jumps up like a jack-in-the-box. The old ones are the best ones but this is firmly trapped in the 60's - but a surreally Swedish 60's. It's so old it plays like the latest thing. This reductively-ridiculous disaster-comedy deconstructs - or simply destroys - everything, in an epic of slapstick-horror. Viking humour dies - laughing uncontrollably - while mucking about in boats. A message-in-a-bottle from someone else's past that we've just got - what a joke! I just spent an evening in front of the TV stream chuckling to myself like a crazy person as this castaway comedy washed up in the wrong country for any rescue, and couldn't help myself from 'falling in the water' (Hello! Spike) and drowning in tears of laughter at this nostalgia for the sheer isolated lunacy of a once would-be-trendy Sweden. If we'd ever known you Vikings were so splendidly silly we wouldn't have given you such a bad press as you were raping and pillaging us into admiration for the depressing and guilt-ridden Mr. Bergman. If you'd tried to sell us 'Et angora en brygga' instead of unloading your angst on our shores we might have loved you more - or at least made allowances for you as total idiots, madly incapable of harming anyone but yourselves. And if only you had mastered the art of incompetent comedy sailing all those years ago we Brits would by now all have been speaking Viking as fluently - or at least as flob-a-dobally (thank-you Flower-Pot Men!) - as Alfredson's fisherman, Garbo. Such eloquent nonsense! Such self-annihilating humour! Such unpretentious pratfalls! Such helpless laughter in the face of life's little epics of comprehensive folly and disaster! Such triumphant merriment in the throes of ruin! Its a world of pain and disappointment masochistically enjoying the horror of it all with complete abandon and utter disregardo for the historic hangover. You Swedes are lovable failures, just like us Brits are learning how to be. And don't worry that you failed hopelessly to capture the zeitgeist of the Swinging Sixties, because to be honest most of us missed it in Britain as well: looking back on these once-fashionable ideals they do seem universally relevant as utter folly. As heroic Sunday-sailors you swashbuckling crayfish-murdering Swedes really do wear the women's trousers at home, as you desperately party as only angst-ridden recovering suicides can. The entire film is one seamlessly continuous perfect storm of laughter in which people are reduced to the helpless puppets of a hopelessly entangled puppeteer. I've never seen things not working out so well worked-out. A brilliant and sadly overlooked comedy. 8 stars for me. And I'm not even Swedish. It's a good job Garbo talks fluent gibberish.

do you ever feel like life has taken a downward spiral out of control in a loony towns cartoon from the era of no regret? Then the people in this movie envy you. You take one part (huuuuush Lila wee man) weir ass swedes, and trow in some awful goddamn navigating skills, and a bit of failed basic understanding of how boating works. if i could summarize my life choices in an angry semen captain with the vocabulary of that one cowboy from lonely tones it would be the sweetest melody from the song of the south remake i was working with my uncle. This movie goes ever on and on, enough for three friends to decide to drunkenly write a review together to properly show their appreciation's for the cesspool that is sweetish cinema. most importantly, though, it just gets better and better (or worse, depending on whether you have shitty taste or not) until it all collapses into a sweet dynamited Whitman-Esq gay celebration of proteins, managing to involve the whole Swed population (totally not a spoiler i swear 100%%%%). "why do i always get called little wee man" asked little wee man when the last drop of his alcohols was dripping down like a tear from his favorite Hollywood actor bill Cosby.

anyway, i give this movie a perfect 10 like my ex wife who left me for an angry semen. this movie is perfect for drinking with friends and enjoying seeing someone else's life crumble down when you keep yelling "WHY CANT THEY SWIM?" when the answer is that Sweden has been on an island for so long that they forgot what water looks like.

pro tip, it's like a game of over watch but much less salt.

This movie is probably the best Swedish movie ever. It has humor, drama, excellent actors, and an absurd intrigue, which never the less is totally logical in every detail. However, if you are not a Swede in the age above 35, It is probably completely incomprehensible for you. Compare it to an insider joke that only could be understood by a certain group of somehow related people. The movie is making fun of mannerisms and archetypes that has already disappeared from a Swedish society which was changing rapidly even when the movie was made, and which is totally different today.

A strange film that dose not look like any other film.It is a very funny comedy about:

A group of people arrives by boat to attend a party on a small island. They experience great difficulties while trying to go ashore. All the alcohol for the party is on the boat while the people on the island have all the food, and the only neighbor on the island, Garbo, is not as friendly as one would wish.

Hasse Alfredson is the funniest in the film as the angry fisher man and it is impossible to hear what he says.Don´t miss the parody on Rififi!



Rating: 4,5 out of 5