“Sick of Me”: Film Review | skin 2022

it’s a very bad title the worst person in the world I already accept it because otherwise it’s the ideal East An Oslo comedy of the year about the frailty of young adults. sick in my head It centers on Signa (Kristin Kujat Torp), whose difficulties are overcome when her equally dedicated artist boyfriend, Thomas (Eric Setter), finds modest success installing stolen chairs. Desperate to return to the spotlight, he deliberately abuses dangerous drugs to make himself sick, enjoying the comfort and compassion that will inevitably follow.

This is obviously horrible behavior from an obviously horrible character, and writer-director Christopher Borgley never tells us otherwise and makes no apologies for his behavior. but insidious pleasure sick in my head It’s just that Señales’ narcissism differs from the rest of the testimony to a greater degree than gender. Their impulses are as exciting as they are revolting, not because they are so difficult to understand, but because, on some level, we can understand them so well.

The film begins with a rare moment with Signe. United NationsHappiness to see: He’s sure everyone in the restaurant is watching as he and Thomas plan to steal so they don’t have to pay for the $2,300 bottle of wine they just ordered. Although he has the act of getting rid of it, he has a desire for recognition. When the waiter follows Thomas down the street and demands payment, he is more nervous than relieved that he fell in beside him so as not to show up.

This will be the last and only case. sick in my headLined up but somewhat unevenly paced for 96 minutes, Signe thinks so hard that she refuses to pay attention. If not, it will be determined by her desire, and even better if it comes at Thomas’ expense. He has a job at a cafe, but other than that there are no notable career goals; He has friends, but he treats them as subjects more severely than his peers. With Thomas in bed, which makes him not Thomas himself, but a fantasy of taking care of him. “Ask me again how I’m doing,” he says before the game, just hours after leaving the hospital with drug-related bleeding and rash.

For his part, Thomas is no less vain or petty. The couple’s dynamic is deftly summed up in a few minutes during a random exchange on their anniversary. People always tell me: you need to start a podcast. You are funny by nature,” Sini brags in front of the guest. Thomas turns to her with a smile. “Who said that?” I ask, the voice light, but the insult is obvious. On the other hand, they blend in perfectly, caught in a never-ending cycle of humiliation and motivation for the sport, due to their friends’ growing annoyance.

It’s not like anyone around you is much better anyway. Which is important to almost everyone. sick in my head This isn’t a truth, but a perception, whether it’s drug dealer Signa (Steinar Klumann Hallert) asking her to entertain him so her mother can see she has friends, or an “inclusive” model agent (Andrea Brain Hovig) showing the she what he does does not care. If his clients are healthy, he alone will not be responsible if they are not. Sometimes sick in my head The struggle to engage with such a broad subject and its attempts to connect Signal’s pathology to the wider community are too broad to penetrate as deeply as possible.

But he reflects how this idea works on a personal level, in details like the logos that adorn his characters’ costumes: the Sorbonne, Paris Fashion Week, the Cannes Film Festival. Whether they participated in any of them, or what their title is, makes no sense. The idea is simply to offer it to everyone who has it.

And who is not to blame for this? sick in my headHis humor stems from Dawn’s realization that however, Signe’s choice comes from instincts that are, to some extent, at an embarrassing level, most of which he prefers to hide from others they are deeply connected to. It’s true that few people even think about getting sick for care, as Signe does. But who could not imagine the grieving crowd at our funeral at the moment of self-denial? Who hasn’t told an anecdote to make it sound better, or shown a little trauma in hopes that someone would think to question it? (If you can honestly say that none of this was done to you, I congratulate you on being a much better person than I am.)

The difference is that the wheel and the sign go a little ahead of any sensible person, and then go a few more steps. Sinn doesn’t just lie to Thomas over a hot dinner that she has a fatal allergy to nuts (of course, she worries about convincing others with false humility that “I’m trying not to give my life to him”). He fakes the reaction, boldly backing away from her, then fakes an even harsher reaction when he hands Thomas toast. A lie becomes increasingly ridiculous each time he places bets, particularly as Thorpe leans into Signa’s physical comedy that simply falls on the table and causes plenty of laughter as the guests react with disgust as he tries to finish his speech. At the sound of your cough.

However, even Signa’s reality pales in comparison to her dreams, which sick in my head Chad unannounced, so it’s often unclear until things go wrong Also Good for him, what we’re seeing is a dream. He’s probably written a book about his experiences, say, but it’s clearly not true that the already conceived Thomas admits he’s “crazy” to be good. In a few free moments, his thoughts betray signs of anxiety and self-awareness. The scars and bumps caused by his medication, already in a life of rough and rough (Izzy Galindo designed the prosthesis), melt until they adhere to surfaces. Chemistry (the worst person in the worldAnders Danielsen Lee) calmly diagnoses not only drug addiction, but also dishonesty, bad personality, bad sense of humor, and “No [being] The nicest person at parties.”

But this is one of Signe’s wild fantasies. sick in my head He achieves something that, unlike many in his life, feels completely true. Signe presents itself as a bestselling novel written about her experiences with the disease and who knows what will follow. “It’s a sign of the times,” exclaims one reader. Signs can have a keen sense of their own meaning and an incredible willingness to do whatever it takes to make sure everyone else sees them. But he’s not wrong in saying his story is a reflection of an era obsessed with our images today. On the contrary, it is what makes it a vicious little pleasure.