Snorky afterwards chases and runs over Mitch with one of the Banana Buggies. Outside the studio, Harley's mother Beth learns that her husband Mitch has been cheating on her with his secretary, Kara. The characters' settings go haywire, with Bingo kidnapping Andy, and Drooper stabbing a lollipop into Stevie's throat, killing him. A drunk Stevie tells the Banana Splits while revealing his hatred for them. For his birthday, Harley goes with his family and friends to a live taping of the show.Īndy, the new vice president of programming, informs the show's producer Rebecca that the show is being canceled: this will be the final recording.
HEADHUNTERS MOVIE 2019 SERIES
Harley Williams is a huge fan of The Banana Splits, a successful children's television series featuring four animatronic characters - Fleegle, Bingo, Drooper and Snorky - and their co-star Stevie. As the body count quickly rises, Harley, his mom, and their new pals must escape from the Splits, or be their audience. It’s fun, it’s gory and then it’s over.A boy and his family attend a taping of The Banana Splits Show, unaware that the animatronic rock band has just learned that their show is about to be canceled, and they don’t plan to let that happen.
Unlike Larsson’s work, which tries to hide its pulp fiction colors, Headhunters makes no bones about its trashy subject matter. But in some ways it’s more successful than the Dragon Tattoo series. So what’s not to like? At times, Headhunters rubs our face in the smut and the shit for no other reason other than to flaunt its salaciousness. But that’s okay, it’s fun to be nasty sometimes and Headhunters has that in spades. There is no folky charm a la Fargo or Raising Arizona. The dark comedy here feels similar to a Coen Brothers film in tone, yet a less successful Coen film where we have trouble connecting to the characters.
HEADHUNTERS MOVIE 2019 PROFESSIONAL
However, Tyldum populates his film with characters so much less likable that we cannot help cheering for Roger as he tries to escape Clas, who turns out to be a professional tracker. This kicks off a violent odyssey that leads Roger through double-crossings, dog bites, murder and more than one near-death scrape. Naturally, Roger takes the bait and hatches a plan to steal away the painting. His wife introduces him to Clas Greve (Nikolaj Coster-Waldau), a chiseled (and tall) Dutch businessman who supposedly has stumbled upon a genuine Rubens painting when cleaning out his grandmother’s apartment. Roger is a complete head case and things are about to get much, much worse for him. He bemoans his 5’6” stature and keeps his hot wife in baubles out of fear she will leave him. For an art thief, Roger is quite insecure. Headhunters is nothing more than a grisly, darkly comic ride that will appeal to those who loved Larsson’s garish, tawdry books.Īs the film opens we meet Roger (Askel Hennie, playing smarmy like a young James Spader), the headhunter who steals priceless paintings. Perhaps Tyldum is making a grand statement about the financial crisis in Europe but that is a big reach. Soon enough, he gets in over his head in shit (literally and figuratively) when he attracts the attention of the wrong people. Morten Tyldum’s film is a nasty little confection about a professional headhunter who moonlights as an art thief. There is just something downright lurid happening over there and Norway’s latest export, Headhunters, will not do one damned thing to change that trend. This is no longer the Scandinavia that shocked the world with the I Am Curious films. Hell, the deceased Stieg Larsson has made millions on his Dragon Tattoo books and subsequent film adaptations.
HEADHUNTERS MOVIE 2019 TRIAL
The trial of mass murderer Anders Behring Breivik tops the local headlines. Whispers of right-wing extremists and political murders have wafted to us from across the sea. But darkness has been oozing from Scandinavia as of late. What’s been going on with Sweden and Norway lately? See, many of us in the United States believe in the stereotype of a land of beautiful blonde people living in relative happiness, basking in socialist ideals and universal health care (we’ll forgive them Ingmar Bergman, that sour crabapple).
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