Eurovision Song Contest: The Story of Fire Saga

Eurovision Song Contest: The Story of Fire Saga ★★★★½

“The Eurovision Song Contest means everything to me.”

When the subject of a movie is the journey of someone following a dream, I’m already biased. In this case, it should be a crime. 

I grew up with ESC (Eurovision Song Contest). It’s been with me since I was 7? And yep I am 21 now so, at this point in my life, it is almost a personality trait. 

Back in 2018 when the contest was held in Portugal (because we won in 2017), I read somewhere that Will Ferrell was here because he was an ESC fan and he was onto some Netflix documentary about it. I was intrigued at the time but it’s been literal years and I never thought of it again.
Suddenly Netflix releases THIS MOVIE. 
- I have a breakdown,
- I calm the f up because exams and think “oh it’s Eurovision no one cares“,
- the next day EVERYONE is talking about it and my anxiety levels just go 📈.

I had it so bad that I had to go and audio spam arlene about it (i’m sorry, girl, i love you).

The movie was very dummy and unnecessarily harsh sometimes. I didn’t like like LIKE any fictional character aside from Sigrit and a few things felt very overlooked but I don’t really care. I’m happy as fuck. I found myself almost feeling the hype of rooting for my favorite entry: thing that was taken away from us this year for the first time since ESC’s first edition: 1956. 

The cameos got me crying every time and I wish I was joking. There were even little details on some dialogues, personas and names that I bet weren’t random. But it’s either me overthinking or well idk, I haven’t searched anything yet. All I know is that the singing scene in the house party was my ending.
There were actual little inaccuracies but I know they made it to adapt everything since it was made in partnership with the EBU.

Oh and about the scene when they arrive in Scotland and *Amar pelos Dois by Salvador Sobral starts playing*? I DID NOT KNOW WHAT TO DO but then the music KEPT GOING AND GOING and then there he was, Salvador playing in the streets of Edinburgh. And me crying again.

Sometimes it felt like I was in Sigrit and Lars’s skin.
But back in 2017.
On my couch.

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