终于有英文的采访了 喜不自禁啊
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Stellan Skarsgård on Films, Family and Friendship
BERLIN, Germany — The unusually mild winter here in Berlin (45 degrees and sunny) has been downright balmy compared with New York’s frozen February. But onscreen at the Berlinale Palast, Hans Petter Moland’s hilariously dark competition entry, In Order of Disappearance, has been representing Scandinavia’s arctic blasts with aplomb. Chock full of one cold-hearted murder after another (wryly and meticulously marked by tombstone-like graphic cards throughout the film), this ridiculously entertaining Nordic noir follows the vengeful exploits of mourning blue-collar father Nils Dickman (Stellan Skarsgård) as he tracks down the string of drug dealers responsible for his son’s death.
What makes the film so wildly eccentric is the kaleidoscope of oddball touches: Dickman’s Sisyphian vocation requires that he constantly plow the highways with a snowblower truck. The drug kingpin he is hunting down is named The Count, a nattily-attired vegan criminal scion prone to bratty outbursts. The Count’s henchmen are secretly gay lovers. The local cops are squeamish about blood. And the tonal changes are impressive, veering from domestic drama to action thriller to outright farce.
来源 http://observer.com/2014/02/stellan-skarsgard-on-films-family-and-friendship/#ixzz2tDerHiwx
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Stellan Skarsgård on Films, Family and Friendship
BERLIN, Germany — The unusually mild winter here in Berlin (45 degrees and sunny) has been downright balmy compared with New York’s frozen February. But onscreen at the Berlinale Palast, Hans Petter Moland’s hilariously dark competition entry, In Order of Disappearance, has been representing Scandinavia’s arctic blasts with aplomb. Chock full of one cold-hearted murder after another (wryly and meticulously marked by tombstone-like graphic cards throughout the film), this ridiculously entertaining Nordic noir follows the vengeful exploits of mourning blue-collar father Nils Dickman (Stellan Skarsgård) as he tracks down the string of drug dealers responsible for his son’s death.
What makes the film so wildly eccentric is the kaleidoscope of oddball touches: Dickman’s Sisyphian vocation requires that he constantly plow the highways with a snowblower truck. The drug kingpin he is hunting down is named The Count, a nattily-attired vegan criminal scion prone to bratty outbursts. The Count’s henchmen are secretly gay lovers. The local cops are squeamish about blood. And the tonal changes are impressive, veering from domestic drama to action thriller to outright farce.