Phyllis and I watched the Norwegian/Swedish film Kitchen Stories (“Salmer fra Kjøkkenet”) again last night.
We enjoyed it the first time we watched it a few years ago, but it turned out that it is one of those rare movies that actually are better the second time.
I’m not sure explaining what the film is about is a good idea — the plot just sounds too weird and boring, so it would put everybody off ever watching it. However, the movie itself is wonderful, heartwarming and very entertaining.
Who would have thought that a film about a Swede observing a Norwegian bachelor in his kitchen could be so compelling?