Mitt Liv som Hund (My life as a dog)
(1985)
Having avoided Lasse Hallström's latest in the wake of eviscerating reviews, I thought it was about time to see this one, which I missed when it was in the theaters a quarter of a century ago.And my, yes, it's a keeper, not a weeper--a beautiful, unsentimental treatment of a boy's temporary, then permanent, loss of his mother--and his dog! Inexplicably, the only feature for Anton Glanzelius, who is devilishly-grinningly brilliant as the protagonist, Ingemar.
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This was one of the first foreign films I ever saw and I remember how startled I was by the different pace . . . in a really GOOD way. Reading your notes made me remember the film, which I saw in a theatre on Manhattan's Upper West Side that has since been demolished. Lo these many years later I can still recall scenes in their entirety. Thanks for the trip down memory lane!
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