Spermaharen

Truly a great piece of odd comedy. The characters are so strange and yet so like us just ten times more then us. Genial really. And I heard that almost everything is add libbed.

This is a collection of four odd small films in several chapters from the Killing gang, the Swedish Monty Python. Weird but mesmerizing fun that couldn't be showed on TV it was instead part of a dot com project. Many people will find it horrible but they don't have any humor.

It consist of four parts

The lone sailer of: a story about a former businessman going on a sail around the world and his battles with his mind.

Lars Brundin, Happy, Fat and Weird: nothing to explain really we follow this character to see what he is doing for instance hiring a fat chick to pose for him.

Doctor Hanke: an anal doctor with musical numbers.

Cocking with two junkies: a public TV cocking show with two junkies and a dog and a assistant. watch them chop their fingers of and put them in the meat grinder.

If you have read the site on the Webb or the later released pocket then you'll be disappointed when watching this movie. The title is really the only thing they have in common. The class of the jokes are much worse then it uses to be.

This set of brilliant actors can do better! We have seen it in "NileCity 105,6" among others.

If you haven't read the site or the book then you might get the impression that these fellows has lost it but i don't thinks so, read the book it's filled with high-class humor.

I still have faith for these guys, this was just a small setback.

And you really don't have a lot of reason seeing it if you don't understand Swedish and/or Swedish culture... but thats just my opinion.

And plz excuse my English (im from Sweden) i just write in English cuz thats the rules =)

Spermaharen is many things. It is the haunting story of a newly divorced newbie sailor facing fatal miscalculations in his clothing system, inexplicably opened ravioli cans and incompetently designed caviar tubes during a one-man trip around the world. It is simply the best cooking show ever written as a pair of enthusiasts of illegal psychotropic substances show us the best ways to a man's heart - or, in this case, the best ways to the veins of his left arm (if only that wine-homo would get out of the way!) It is a bizarre documentary, infinitely more disturbing than Alan Resnais' Night and Fog, covering the rather mundane (excluding the occasional OOWS*) life of culture personality Lars Brundin, fat, blond and weird. Finally, it's the story of poor old Doctor Hanke, a man whose increasingly rehearsed dreams of entering show business are continually interrupted by the anal cavities of his Cretaceous Era patient.

Of all these bizarrely intriguing and intriguingly bizarre shorts, the one that really sticks with you is Johan Rheborg's manic tour de force, Ensamseglaren (or "The Lone Sailor" as you yanks would say). Rheborg is unsettlingly convincing as the ravioli-loving, logically impaired sailor who slowly but surely slips further off of the edge. The way he enthusiastically and sincerely explains how to use toilet paper more economically, talks to himself, and throws a one-man gay pride parade is just stunning.

That's not to say the other segments are bad; Lars Brundin's shorts are just so out there that they're indescribable; Doctor Hanke's musical numbers prove once again why Robert Gustafsson has no business wasting his life and considerable talent away at Swedish game shows; and the brilliance of the junkie cooking show is self-explanatory. Overall this obscure, to say the least, collection of Internet short films is funnier and more memorable than most mainstream comedies and better shot, acted and written than just about every Swedish movie made the last few years.

If I were to brand this cult DVD, I'd call it "retarded surrealism", which is meant to be complimentary. If you find this in a bargain bin somewhere, buy it! It's a must-see for any fan of the Killing gang and, like most of their work, it makes you uncertain of whether to laugh or to cry. Either way you'll scratch your head feverishly and be turned off of ravioli for a very long time.

*OOWS = Obese Old Woman Striptease, now excuse me while I find a toilet to converse with.