This movie is incoherent and silly but harmless, and I'm sufficiently charmed by my Scaninavian forefathers and their mushroom fantasies of giant talking trees and tiny men in the ground, that I can't help but like this nonsensical jumble of Beowulf scraps and Alien allusions: it's stupid and savage, and that, in a nutshell, is Nordic culture and science fiction geekery footnooted for the Encyclopedia Galactica."What were you thinking?" and "Thanks" are all the riposte I can sort out.
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