Magazine article Screen International

Road North

Magazine article Screen International

Road North

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Dir: Mika Kaurismaki. Finland. 2012. 110mins

Road North, Mika Kaurismaki's latest, takes the story of drunk dead-beat dad who came to dinner after decades and transforms into a road movie. The warm sweet comedy of family reunions and revealed secrets is as mainstream as this veteran bad-boy director gets. Getting beyond the mainstream of Finland's market will be its challenge.

Mika Kaurismaki stalwarts will appreciate some trademark elements here.

A huge hit in Finland, thanks to stars Vesa-Matti Loiri and Samuli Edelmann who connected with multiple generations at the country's box office, this mass market story will play festivals but probably won't get farther than a fraction of European art houses, skipping the non-Finnish masses. Prospects in English-speaking markets are slim, and the comedy's gentleness will test the loyalty of Mika Kaurismaki fans, whose tastes might tend toward something earthier. The same wholesomeness, however, positions Road North well for television internationally.

There's plenty of charm - and sheer size - to elephantine Leo (Loiri), who returns to Finland from years away at sea. Surprising son Timo (Edelmann), a distinguished and fastidious pianist, the Finnish Falstaff drinks, smokes and steals an American car in Helsinki so the two can head north.

No surprise, the journey gets this odd couple into lots of trouble. Kaurismaki directs the action like road vaudeville, where the audience can see collisions coming, in the expectation that the crowd will revel as the stars are the butt of every joke.

Unlike road movies that speed through as social x-rays of whatever land they're in, Road North explores the territory of the family, with Timo and his half-sister venting their long -suppressed feelings of abandonment, and causing plenty of collateral damage.

Kaurismaki doesn't go much deeper than familiar psychology, preferring grand guignol to subtlety, yet Loiri, robed in one garish shirt after another, has a broad enough vocabulary of bawdy fat-man shtick to keep the laughs alive through almost two hours - which will be long for non-Finns. …

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