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6.3/10
Senior Film Conservator
A definitive 6.3/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Noedebo Vicarage remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you want to feel like you have been wrapped in a scratchy wool blanket that smells slightly of attic dust and peppermint, Noedebo Vicarage is absolutely your jam. But if you cannot stand old black-and-white films where people break into song while staring directly at a painted backdrop, you will probably hate this with a passion.
It is basically about three student brothers who escape Copenhagen for the holidays. They head out to a snowy vicarage where they intend to eat a lot of food and flirt with the priest's daughters. 🎄
The main brother, Nikolaj, has this chaotic energy that is half-charming and half-terrifying. He bounces around the rooms like a puppy that drank three cups of black coffee.
Honestly, the whole thing feels less like a movie and more like a captured stage play where someone forgot to tell the actors to tone it down. It has that same frantic, slightly clumsy group energy you see in Bridge Wives, just swap the card tables for giant piles of snow.
I kept finding myself staring at the background extras instead of the main action. In one scene near the fireplace, a lady in a massive bonnet just stands there staring right into the lens for a solid three seconds before she realizes she is on camera. It is a glorious little mistake that nobody bothered to cut out.
And the singing! The audio quality has this constant, warm hiss that sounds like someone frying bacon in the next room. When they start beltin' out those traditional tunes, it sounds like they recorded it inside a tiled public bathroom.
If you are looking for some heavy, brooding European drama like Polikushka, you are in the wrong church. This is pure, uncut holiday sugar from a time when a great Christmas gift was just a single orange and some thick wool socks.
There is a scene where they decorate the Christmas tree and it feels incredibly real. One of the actors almost knocks a candle straight into a branch, and you can see this split-second look of genuine panic on his face before he recovers. I love those unpolished moments. Modern holiday movies are so clean they feel like they were manufactured in a lab by robots, but this one has real dirt under its fingernails.
The plot itself is pretty thin, almost like a series of sketches. It kind of reminded me of the loose, "let's just put on a show" vibe of Melodious Moments, where the atmosphere matters way more than the actual story.
Also, the way they eat their Christmas porridge is hypnotic. They use these massive wooden spoons and eat with such intense focus. I swear one of the actors actually burned his tongue on a hot spoonful because he winces and starts breathing through his mouth weirdly. 😅
It is definitely creaky, and the pacing in the middle drags like a wet sled. It has some of the same goofy domestic chaos you find in Wine, Women and Sauerkraut, even if it is a lot more wholesome.
But there is a sweetness here that you just cannot fake. It is the perfect thing to put on in the background while you are wrapping presents or nursing a hangover on a cold December afternoon.
IMDb 7.2
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