Made up of 50 criss-crossing vignettes and populated with dozens of characters, You the Living is a unique journey through our permanently askew universe, in all its humor and heartbreak.
How to describe You the Living? An epic comedy? A whimsical anxiety dream? A jam session between Ingmar Bergman and Monty Python? Touring society top, bottom, and side to side, it’s an illuminating work of dour hilarity—and one of the most acclaimed arthouse films of the 00s.
Shot perfectly in a sort of dimetric projection, it conjures a pretty unreal world. A world inhabited by real sadness, despair, loneliness, depression. An ode to the way people live so detached of one another and the way they give up happiness over nothing. The psychiatric's speech centerpiece is outstanding, as is the girl's dream sequence. Astounding!
A perfect absurdist comedy movie! All of the little vignettes and skits all connect both in relation and in significance, the ultimate conclusion being that there is no significance to any of it. I'm awfully fond of films that can bring together all of the most depressing parts of death and human existence and make you laugh in its face.
Great film and I would recommend it to everyone!
Dozens of dark and hilarious vignettes are strung together, ranging from bizarrely comic nightmares about being executed for gross negligence to soft and sweet dreams about marrying the bassist of your favorite band and living happily ever after. Characters are longing to be understood, as they frequently say, and all have their own melancholic lives and rainy day wishes too be happy in a gray and oppressed world.
Fourth feature from Andersson follows the magnificent '...Second Floor' with a similar vignette strewn film examining the human condition in an absurdist but revealing conceit that would continue seven years later with 'A Pigeon Sat...'. Andersson certainly has his own unique cinematic voice and his films are a succinct pleasure to watch. Brilliant design and scripting of the sardonic kind.
Andersson's vision of the apocalyptic mediocrity of human existence, conveyed via (i.e. at the expense of) a bunch of pasty white people (and an Arab guy) in bland and pathetic scenarios. Effective, in the sense that getting through it was reminiscent of the way one gets through a 9-5 cubicle-job... painfully, in 5-minute increments. Misanthropic cheap shots masked as comedy. My second, and likely last, of his films.