Sisu

“Finnish grindhouse” is not a marriage of words that I ever expected to see or enjoy, but filmmakers go full H.A.M., balls-to-the-wall exploitation here and it’s unalloyed fun. It’s part Indiana Jones, part Bruce Campbell in Evil Dead, and part Bugs Bunny. Finnish filmmakers appreciate the imperative that if you’re going to blow someone up in a movie it should probably be a Nazi. And man: it’s satisfying to watch the variety of ways that Nazis explode and die in this master-class menagerie of chaos. When history looks back at this era and wonders why we as a society allowed the Nazis and fascists to take control again, they will at least have fine works of art like this to demonstrate that SOME of us didn’t WANT to be under Nazi rule and made art to express it.