Flickorna (1968)

Director:

Mai Zetterling

Writers:

Aristophanes (play)
David Hughes (writer)

Release Date:

16 septiembre 1968 (Sweden)

Genre:

Drama

Plot Keywords:

Flashback | Female Nudity | Actress | Theatrical Troupe | Overlapping Dialogue

Comentarios de los usuarios:

Badly dated, but extraordinary parade of beautiful actresses

Cast

Bibi Andersson	...	Liz Lindstrand
Harriet Andersson	...	Marianne
Gunnel Lindblom	...	Gunilla
Gunnar Björnstrand	...	Hugo
Erland Josephson	...	Carl
Frank Sundström	...	Marianne's lover
Åke Lindström	...	Bengt
Stig Engström	...	Thommy
Leif Liljeroth	...	Turistchef i Kiruna
Ulf Palme	...	Director
Ingvar Kjellson	...	Olle
Signe Enwall	...	Choir member
Bellan Roos	...	Choir member
Chris Wahlström	...	Choir member
Manne Grünberger	...	Choir member

También conocida como:

The Girls (UK) (USA)

Duración:

100 min

País:

Sweden

Idioma:

Swedish

Color:

Black and White

Aspect Ratio:

1.66 : 1

Sonido:

Mono

Clasificación:

Sweden:11

Filming Locations:

Enköping, Uppsala län, Sweden

Company:

Sandrews

Movie Connections:

Version of Lysistrate (1982) (TV)

Badly dated, but extraordinary parade of beautiful actresses

The production year says it all. The movie is a marauding mess of politically correct leftwing feministic selfappreciating drivel, of a so heavyhanded symbolic variety that comes across as ridiculous today. Every scene has the purpose of shedding light on one of the burning issues of society, mainly the role of females in the working community, the role of women vs men, women as sex objects, consumerism, politics, war, etc. Every scene is commented upon by the inner dialogue of one of the main actresses, or by turning the scene into a surrealistic joke. I have no reminiscence of any plot, or who the main characters actually were. It is the sort of movie, where consumerism is mocked by having a couple make love in a furniture store sales window while the sales agent delivers his speech, or where a revealing interview of a stage actress turns into a fullblown striptease act, for "of course" the offensive gentlemen of the press is the equal to a raunchy club audience. Then we move swiftly on, as we need to see war erupt in a peaceful forest, we need to see multiple inflammatory feministic public speeches being drowned in the (male) blowing of cars horns or rioting crowds, and of course we need to see cinema newsreels of Stalin and all the other usual suspects. You get the idea. But all this does not matter at all. The movie is an unsurpassed piece of eyecandy for any (male) Ingmar Bergman aficionado. A movie boasting leads Bibi Andersson, Harriet Andersson and Gunnel Lindblom at the height of their beauty makes this reviewer surrender completely and just drivel – and also delight in watching them so generously use their acting skills in a movie I had never heard about before today. It is hard to believe how especially the face of Bibi Andersson owns the screen every single time she appears. The cinematography is gorgeously orchestrated bw, often revelling in an overexposed (?) dimensionless whitishness, and you just never grow tired of watching the performers. How absurd, that a movie made with so much consideration for the feministic agenda, tirelessly advocating that women should not be viewed as merely an object of desire, has nothing better to offer the 21st century viewer than a parade of stunningly beautiful babes. As mentioned, I am not complaining. I could rewatch it tomorrow.