Hjemve (Just like home) is a very normal film. A Danish town is shocked by the news that a naked man is walking in the streets during the night. But who is it? The residents are beginning to lose faith in each other. The result is a general paranoia. Although the residents are making impressive efforts to keep the community together through meetings, union strikes and brainstorming sessions all this leads to nothing.
Lovely, if you're willing to stick with it. This film is really made by its ridiculous moments, and is charmingly incoherent in places. The characters are certainly likeable, but Scherfig paces herself and you may find that they take most of the film's 97 minutes to win you over.
Acted with an unapologetic eccentricity, Just Like Home is sometimes frigidly sad, and other times decidedly funny. Scherfig nailed, united and healed an elevated minority against a tepid small town backdrop with an almost unrecognizable flair. Having only seen An Education, One Day and The Riot Club among Scherfig's work, this is a very different surprise altogether.
Scherfig after the equally warm but dark comedies 'Italian for Beginners' and 'Wilbur Wants to Kill Himself' again turns her eye to small town morals and Danish societal graces with not quite equal but still amusing results. The idea of social and sexual repression mixed with a 'le corbeau' style of anonymous betrayal of one's neighbours makes for a good black Danish comedy. Performances are rightly eccentric.