Sep 25, 2025 | Sport
The Knockout – A Round in My Own Living Room So, The Knockout, huh? Yeah, I dragged myself to the cinema on a rainy Thursday back in March (typiskt Göteborgsväder, honestly), fumbled with my kexchoklad, and—in the end—stumbled out with more questions than answers. But...
Sep 24, 2025 | Adventure
Way Out West (1937) – Old Cowboys, New Laughs, Sjutton Gubbar! So, yesterday kvällen – after a fish soup that was more pepper than fisk, I revisited “Way Out West.” Stan Laurel and Oliver Hardy, these two clowns… I mean, legends. You recognize them...
Sep 24, 2025 | Family
Ahoy from My Sofa: Let’s Sing with Popeye (2024, directed by Greta Gerwig) So, Let’s Sing with Popeye. Well, I wasn’t exactly expecting a cinematic käftsmäll this Friday evening, but blimey, it’s… something. First off, how in the name of sillsallad did...
Sep 24, 2025 | Comedy
Cruel, Cruel Love (1914) – Chaplin pulls a real Vasaloppet through my feelings So, I watched Cruel, Cruel Love again last night, and mate, that’s just under 15 minutes of pure Chaplin shenanigans. You’d think, “1900s slapstick, how funny can it even be at this point?”...
Sep 23, 2025 | Thriller
Broken City: Grit, rain, Wahlberg, and a headache So I watched Broken City the other night, this kinda sweaty crime-thriller that tries *really* hard to be clever but sometimes just feels, I dunno, more tired than a Tuesday fika at 15:45. Mark Wahlberg stars as Billy...
Sep 23, 2025 | Comedy
Mabel’s Married Life – A Chaplin Wiggle And A Swedish Fika Alright so, been watching Mabel’s Married Life again, this time with a cup of too-strong Gevalia and Västerbottenost on the side. Sometimes I forget how Charlie Chaplin, with his little...
