Holiday

Holiday, Bodil Award winner for Best Film of 2018, is an interesting work. Set in an idyllic paradise, we see feel-good scenes like topless sunbathing, waterpark excursions, ice cream and dancing (it's a holiday!) but we can never shake the vibe of disturbing undertones. The plot follows Sasha, a drug dealer's girlfriend, and gives us an understated window into the world view of a battered woman. That violence manifests itself in a shocking and unexpected way in the conclusion.

Stylistically, this film is a triumph: Cheerful imagery with that sense of dread hanging over everything. The performances aren't at their best in English, but Holiday is worth some contemplation. I've seen viewers profess shock at its sexuality, but above all Holiday is a statement on violence.

"Sunny but frigid" describes the feel that runs throughout this bleak character study of a young girl mixed up with unsavoury types. Overall I found it engrossing with plenty of subtle and creeping tension, quite disturbing at times but also a little redundant and oversimplified in its storytelling. Most of the characters are one dimensional almost to the point of being caricatures of gangsta tropes (the alpha male, the henchman and the women and children in the periphery). I sometimes found it hard to tell whether the shallow dialogue was down to lazy writing or whether it was intentionally lacking in depth, which I suppose did add to the cripplingly superficial tone of the film. Are they gangsters? Or just wealthy businessmen? Is there a difference? All very deep stuff. The bad side of patriarchy in general amongst wealthy Europeans, the ones that keep their family around like tokens of their power, holidaying lavishly in large groups and disturbing their surroundings.

You could describe the "Holiday" of the title as the holiday from hell as gangster's girl, Sascha, (Victoria Carmine Sonne), finds herself in perpetual fear of violence, (sexual and otherwise), from her brutal drug-dealing boyfriend in the gorgeous surroundings of the Turkish Riviera. Since the film was directed by a woman, (newcomer Isabella Eklof), I suppose you could argue it's some sort of feminist take on sexual violence; if made by a man it would be exploitative but being made by a woman it's 'honest'.

Of course, that doesn't make it any less unpleasant and since it's singularly lacking in any real 'plot', it can't really be described as a thriller. On the other hand, Sonne is excellent as the beautiful and unfortunate Sascha and Lai Yde exudes just the right degree of menace as the drugs baron. What story there is basically revolves around Sascha's growing attachment to a guy she meets and whose presence only adds to her problems. What's lacking is any real tension; the people on screen aren't just dislikeable but dull and in the end, all the film has going for it is the scenery.

I dont know why this was made, the story line is so shallow its very difficult to describe; I suspect its the story of a sadist's woman. Start middle and end is not evident more like a window a snippet.

I kept waiting for something ANYTHING interesting to happen in this slow walking piece of cinematic dreck. Alas Nothing. Oh wait the heroine gets slapped three times! Not nearly enough for participating in this god awful mess of a film. Someone needs to shred everyones SAG card involved in this. Please don't waste your time here - I only wish I could have mine back. Life is far too short