Norwegian film. Ok, so it's a various obvious construct for high melodrama. It rounds itself out in a very anticipated catharsis. Yet still very moved by it. Reminds me of that script I ground myself down trying to make work, when I was so low all those years ago, about the kid drowning in the swimming pool unable to be saved by his older sibling because parents locked in him the bedroom, playing out to Pergolesi's "Stabat Mater". I really wanted high tragedy. Opted instead for Park Tragedy, a strange, ironic, dislocated tragedy as subplot to the tragicomedy of human relations, an experiment that may have worked better if some of the acting had shored up better. That was 17 years ago… NYC can be an oblivion machine… now where am I. praising films I should have long ago done as well or better at.