For those of you who have not seen this film, be prepared. It made me really furious. It spoiled my birthday. Not that it matters, really.
Better, though, if you watch it in its original Russian - subtitled, of course. Not only because I love the Russian language, but also because you see, in comparison, how the poor helpless child has a much more powerful tool in her language than they all do, and that makes it easier to become aware of the stupidity of the Swedish bastard who speaks a really poor English and that makes him not only horrible, but such a wanker too.
This is a really beautiful dialogue and a really beautiful scene up in the top.
And we complain about the weather in Easter....I feel like I have wasted a lot of my time, and that I should be doing something about this, one way or another.
Next time I´ll post something happier, but for now, my tribute for all the Liljas in the world. Rather than Lilja forever, this should have been named poor little Lilja...
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