Avalon

  • March 9, 2014 / 13:00
  • March 28, 2014 / 21:00

Director: Axel Petersén
Cast: Johannes Brost, Peter Carlberg, Léonore Ekstrand
Sweden 79’, 2012, color

Swedish with Turkish subtitles

Conspicuous consumption, irresponsible greed and drug-taking are often thought of somehow as part of the 80s. The situation is a little different for the adult teenagers of Avalon − they’ve never left the eighties or their hedonistic lifestyles. Club promoter Janne has just finished serving time with an ankle bracelet and has reunited with his former business partner Klas. He is looking forward to the launch of their new high-end night club, Avalon. Janne is constantly accompanied by his recently divorced older sister Jackie. She tries to keep up the good spirit, recounting her brother’s career as a nightclub owner, realtor and general man about town. The good times seem to have returned, but when an unfortunate catastrophe occurs, Janne’s new life and nightclub dreams seem to be indefinitely put on hold.

Avalon

Avalon

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Palme

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The Ice Dragon

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Trailer

Avalon

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