5.7/10
Senior Film Conservator

A definitive 5.7/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. En glad gutt remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you have a soft spot for black-and-white pastoral dramas, then yes, absolutely. But if you need a plot that moves faster than a tractor in low gear, look elsewhere. This is for the patient viewer who likes watching the light change across a field.
Honestly, it’s not exactly a thrill ride like The Missing Bullet. There are no detectives or mysterious secrets here, just the heavy, quiet business of social class in a rural setting.
The movie starts with these two kids running around, and you can tell it wants you to feel that specific, golden-hued nostalgia of youth. Sometimes it lays that on a bit too thick, almost like it’s trying to convince you the past was better than it really was.
But then Øjvind sees Marit dancing with another guy, and the movie suddenly wakes up. That realization—that growing up means losing that simple, easy cheer—is handled with such a light touch. It’s a quiet moment, but it hits harder than any big speech.
There’s a part where Øjvind is trying to show off his new farming techniques, and it’s surprisingly nerdy. Like, watching someone get excited about crop rotation is not what I expected for a Tuesday night. It reminded me a bit of the weird, grounded energy in Bargain Day, where the stakes are small but feel huge to the people involved.
Some of the dialogue feels a little stiff, like everyone is reciting lines they practiced in front of a mirror for a week. But then you catch a look in their eyes, and the stiffness doesn't matter. It’s imperfect, but it’s real enough. 🌾
It’s not a masterpiece, and it doesn't try to be. It’s just a nice, sad, eventually happy story about a guy who really, really likes a girl. Sometimes that is more than enough.