With a title so cocksure, We Are the Best! couldn't
be about anything other than early adolescence, those years of
impetuous declarations and unshakable convictions. Swedish director
Lukas Moodysson—working from a graphic novel by his wife, Coco—has
crafted a wonderfully winning film that follows a trio of teen girls who
form a punk band in Stockholm in 1982. Thirteen-year-old best friends
Klara (Mira Grosin), a spitfire with a glue-spiked mohawk, and Bobo
(Mira Barkhammar), a moody face behind round spectacles, don't get along
with the gum-smacking blond girls at school. Their gym class is
basically an exercise in fascism. So when they manage to snag a
rehearsal room at a community center, they take to the instruments with
zeal. Not, however, with talent. That's why they recruit fellow misfit
Hedvig (Liv LeMoyne), a classical guitarist who's ostracized for being
Christian. "We'll influence her away from God," says Bobo. Klara
agrees—punk is all about telling truth to power and helping the weak,
which also explains why the band's only song is "Hate the Sport," a
screed against those who devote themselves to athletics and give no
thought to the threat of nuclear meltdown. (Sample lyric: "Children in
Africa are dying/ But you're all about balls flying.") These embryonic
stirrings of political awareness are amusing, and We Are the Best! is
indeed rich with humor. But it's also about that last gasp of
childhood, and how it feels to cross into adolescence. At one point,
after Bobo has accidentally cut her hand with a knife, the three girls
embrace each other with an urgency known only to 13-year-olds. "I don't
want to die," sobs Bobo. Considering that puberty is already a matter of
life or death, she doesn't sound melodramatic at all.
Critic's Grade: A-
SEE IT: We Are the Best! opens Friday at Fox Tower.
WWeek 2015