Moves like Jagger?
As I’m sitting here at my desk enjoying some home-made pancakes (thanks to my roommate for the extra batter!), I would be remiss to not mention something that every cultural enthusiast wants to talk about: entertainment. Yes, there is such a thing as good Danish entertainment! Sure, Copenhagen has been somewhat “Americanized,” just like any major city. At bus stops there are movie posters for Django Unchained and Zero Dark Thirty; bright signs for McDonalds and Burger King seem to clash with the dark, medieval-looking buildings that surround them; John Mayer and Taylor Swift can definitely be heard inside coffee shops and bars; and it seems like there’s a 7-Eleven on every major corner.
But against this backdrop, the Danes have held their own. Here’s two examples from the past week:
1) As part of a day trip for my Danish Language & Culture class, we were required to watch a movie about the Danish Resistance during WWII. Sounds cool, except is was also at the ungodly hour of 8:30am on Wednesday morning (we usually have no classes on Wednesdays!). Charlotte, our wonderful teacher (we call everyone by their first names here – it still feels weird), bought us some freshly baked cinnamon buns (the bakeries in Copenhagen are unbelievable) to keep us enthused. So while many of our fellow students were sleeping in back at the kollegium, we watched Flame and Citron, a gripping Danish movie that told the story of two soldiers in the Danish underground. Check out the trailer here:
This film was incredible! Masterfully shot, a gripping narrative, and superb acting that could probably win a few awards at the Oscars. After a while, you forget you’re even reading subtitles, or that it’s only 8:30 in the morning. A highly recommended movie for anyone who likes great movies (I think that means you).
2) Professor Charlotte (I’ll drop the “professor” part eventually) also showed our class example number 2: the “Danish Mick Jagger.” This guy won an award for the best Danish song of the past few decades. It’s called “Kvinde min”:
Maybe not exactly the Rolling Stones, but you can sort of see the resemblance, right? Notice how the words come out of his mouth: in Danish, every syllable is from the back of the throat, so the words sounds a bit thicker in my ears.
These are just two of my favorite examples, and of course there’s been plenty more, like that beating Danish techno-pop that makes your head go nuts. That’s usually on the weekend menu.