A movie which combines the style of Cloverfield, the suspense of Blair Witch and the fantasy of Lord of the Rings? Surely that is the stuff of legend? Legends are exactly the stuff of Trollhunter, a dark mockumentary which brings Norwegian fairy tales to life.
Overall Trollhunter is simply great fun as well as being a genuine thrill ride.
This Norwegian film follows a student camera crew as they accidentally discover the existence of trolls, and network of hunters who control them. It is a clever movie with countless nods to Scandinavian culture and a sharp, silly wit. The students, whilst tracking an alleged bear hunter, stumble onto a hidden world in which trolls devour farmers’ sheep and have their own vets to treat the more domesticated ones- a world where they must douse themselves in pungent troll slime to remain undetected.
Trollhunter is full of brilliantly spooky cinematic moments as well as picturesque views of Western Norway.
Trollhunter is full of lovely touches, such as genuine references to traditional Norwegian folk tales, (for example trolls can only smell Christian blood and turn to rock in the sun,) –as well as appearances from little-known Norwegian comedy stars such as Otto Jespersen. The film draws from much of Norwegian culture including Peer Gynt’s music and artwork from actual fairy tales, and this gives the film a wonderful whimsical air. There is also an appearance from the Norwegian prime minister himself, apparently confirming the existence of trolls.
The filming style is perfectly suited to the genre, using mainly handheld footage as well as some edited news tapes. This works particularly well as the viewer is thrust into the film as the cameraman, leading to some brilliantly spooky cinematic moments as well as picturesque views of Western Norway.
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Overall Trollhunter is simply great fun as well as being a genuine thrill ride. The films haunting echoes of Nordic folk lore will stick with you, and even leave you with a little jolt of adrenaline each time you cross a bridge… who knows what could be underneath?
By Delilah Niel