The dawn was grey

Funny how a little Swedish romantic drama can be so captivating. The story ain't nothing out of ordinary either. Karin's husband is a schmuck, she comes across a chef Henrik and falls in love with him. If it weren't for the wonderful chemistry between Marie Richardson and Peter Stormare, the movie wouldn't be quite much of anything. Edited, it could be like a segment in Love Actually. The ending is so damn syrupy that it screams Swedish happiness like hell.