Foggy’s review published on Letterboxd:
Roy Andersson's forth film, and final instalment on a decade and a half long trilogy, offers a look upon human ignorance in all forms and most fatally, going from two salesmen bickering to the extent of war and slavery.
And whilst the majority of the film is cynical in it's observations, there's a genuine sweetness, a boiling down of human emotion, occasionally ungraspable but in fact feels most genuine, sadly ignored by most characters, seemingly only capable of emulating empathy. It's this sort of depth to the vignettes that create a sense of a universe here beyond the snapshots.
Of course, like the others, all the scenes take places in a very precise wide one shot, adding to awkwardness. All the shots here feel like moving photos, telling stories about more than just what's happening, and of course all of these scenes have very obvious technical craftmanship to them without demanding much attention to the craft, because mainly it's used to humorous effect. Most show stopping is a lengthy scene taking place in a run down bar where an armada of solider's ride in front, it's hysterical and steadily paced. Sadly if there's a down point the film loses that steady momentum after this scene and the laughs become a bit less frequent, the film still has rhythm and thought, it just loses that slight bite to it.
Still, heavily recommended and a very fitting conclusion to a series of films that I'm still missing the first instalment of...I best fix that soon.