After Overlay, Good Boy (aka Me, You & Frank) is the other Scandinavian film expected in the selection of the NIFFF. Filed in the Ultra Movies, it offers a good condensed black humor...

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As dogs and cats

Christian (Gard Løkke), rich heir, releases a superlike to Sigrid on a well-known dating application. And it's the perfect match! On one side or the other, the current passes and all the predestinies to great love. To one detail: Frank, Christian's dog. A dog like no other since it is a human under a canid costume (See. The extract below for lack of trailer).

Good Boy (2022)

The Scandinavian coldness already at work in Overlay Don't leave Good Boy : surgical plans, cold photography, sterile dialogues... You'd think he was shot in the operating room. Yet the premise of the film – this « dog » in which a human being is hidden and that it is necessary « Especially not » Treating otherwise than as a quadruped – infuses a bit of madness that is enough not to make the feature film distant to the viewer.

« That's a guy in a dog suit! »

Good Boy (2022)

Yellow laugh, black humor

No doubt, the idea takes immediately. Unease settles. Yellow laughter titifies zygomatics. The power relations played between this Christian (rich, sporty, handsome boy) and Sigrid (convinced to stay there and accept this "dog" after knowing his lover's fortune) are very clearly and naturally exposed. The threat is flat, palpable, yet the director Viljar Bøe fun to blur the tracks. If one quickly understands that something is wrong (the threat of what would happen if one did not treat Frank as a dog is never exposed), the film is always stolen from his spectator.

Good Boy (2022)

To fully appreciate Good Boy, we will have to overcome several inconsistencies and settle for a very agreed end sum (despite a last shock of horror that we will not necessarily have seen come). Wondering if he wouldn't have won to restrict himself to a short, striking film rather than distiling himself for an hour and a quarter!

Drinking the Stephen Kings as the apricot syrup of my native country, I first discovered cinema through its (often bad) adaptations. I'm married to Mrs. Wilkes as much as a persistent Stockholm syndrome, I am gradually opening up to videoclub films and B-series peasers.Today, I wander between my favorite cinemas, film festivals and the edges of Helvetic lakes much less calm than they look.

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