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4.8/10
Senior Film Conservator
A definitive 4.8/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Kobberbryllup remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you're in the mood for something cheery, look elsewhere. Kobberbryllup is for anyone who prefers their dramas a bit jagged and honest about how people actually change—or rot—over a decade. If you need a hero to root for or a tidy ending, you will probably hate this. It’s messy, quiet, and doesn't care if you like the characters.
The whole premise is built on that weird, suffocating nostalgia of high school friendships. They had this big, bright triple-wedding back in the day, full of that specific kind of youthful arrogance where you think you've figured out the secret to life. Twelve and a half years later, they’re meeting in Helsingør, and it feels like everyone is just wearing their old skins.
The film is surprisingly sharp about how a marriage can turn into a slow, quiet argument. It isn't loud. There aren't many explosions here, unlike something like White Zombie where the stakes are life and death in a totally different, supernatural way. Here, the stakes are just… silence. The silence at the dinner table that lasts a second too long.
I noticed a lot of little things. The way someone adjusts their chair, or how they avoid looking at their spouse when a joke lands flat. It’s the kind of acting that doesn't feel like acting. It feels like they’re just tired. Maybe they were just tired of the set too, who knows? It works though.
There’s a specific scene involving a walk by the water that really hit me. They’re trying so hard to recapture the 'upbeat joy' they started with, but the body language is all wrong. It’s like watching people try to assemble a piece of furniture without the instructions. You can see the frustration in the tilt of their heads.
It made me think of the aimless, lighthearted vibe in Good Morning, but if you sucked all the oxygen out of the room. This isn't a film that wants you to feel good. It wants you to acknowledge that marriage is a weird, rusting machine that needs constant maintenance, and most of us are just bad at the upkeep.
The writing is definitely from a different era, but the sentiment feels weirdly modern. It’s got that psychological grit that doesn't need to be explained. It just is. You might find it slow. You might find it depressing. But you’ll probably find it true.
IMDb 6.6
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