To North American eyes, Scandinavian film seems familiar, and yet like a parallel world. I grew up in Northern British Columbia, Canada in the 1990s, and the first time I watched Lukas Moodysson’s 1998 film Fucking Åmål (Show Me Love) the world portrayed felt familiar to me. Although the plot of the film did not necessarily mirror my own childhood, I recognized and connected to the culture. The film captured what it felt to grow up in a small town, be it in Sweden or in Canada.
I now live in . . .
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