“I didn’t know they had a disco here.” “I’m the disco.”
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Stylish sardonic northern European miserabilism of a pleasing if lowwww-key order is much in display in Tomasz Thomson’s “Snowman’s Land” (2010), a grumpy assassin-on-the-run tale that snappily moves from city to snowbound neverwhere. The writer-director’s smartly shot deadpan and genial disorientation recalls a multiple of movie predecessors, including “Pulp Fiction,” with which the film shares one very dangerous device. And all that beautiful snow! Too bad about the blood. And the waiting. And the waiting. And more blood. Aki Kaurismäki, Jim Jarmusch, Quentin Tarantino: your signed copies are in the post. With Jürgen Rißmann, Thomas Wodianka, Reiner Schöne, Eva-Katrin Hermann. 89m. (Ray Pride)
“Snowman’s Land” opens Friday at the Music Box. The trailer is below.
Ray Pride is Newcity’s film critic and a contributing editor to Filmmaker magazine.
His multimedia history of Chicago “Ghost Signs” will be published later this year.
Previews of that project on Twitter (twitter.com/chighostsigns) as well as photography on Instagram: instagram.com/raypride.
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