Unlike the legions of people who sign up for prison pen-pal correspondence each year, pretty dance teacher Annika (Trine Dyrholm) isn’t looking for a boyfriend with a record. But when electrician Lasse (Anders W. Berthelsen) begins working on the wiring at her dance studio, Annika is drawn to him, even though he doesn’t make eye contact or smile and wears the same T-shirt almost every day. When Annika learns Lasse is an ex-con, she continues to see him, spurred by a mix of affection and a need to add some intrigue to a life that involves teaching children the same Viennese waltz year after year. She becomes obsessed with uncovering the details of Lasse’s crime, of which he claims to remember nothing, and is aided by a Swedish Deep Throat type who begins phoning her, spilling pieces of the truth. Pernille Fischer Christensen’s romantic thriller can be heavy-handed with the whole “dance is a metaphor for life!” thing, and Annika’s struggle to relate to her tough mother can be tiresome, but the character’s vacillation between wanting Lasse and then not, and wanting to know the truth and then not, is fascinating. “Normal people can’t have this sort of thing inside their heads!” Annika screams at Lasse, at one point, worn down by the dual stress of maintaining both a relationship and the illusion that her boyfriend is innocent. She eventually learns he isn’t, of course, and that confronting the bad head-on is her quickest route to good.
Thursday at 8:30 p.m. Also at 6:30 p.m. on Friday, April 24. Both showings at Landmark’s E Street Cinema.