They take their lumps quietly, like proud old men. And so do the teenagers in Trond’s recollections, imitating their fathers from the start.
The character development hardly suffers from the minimalist dialogue, however. The old men’s charm consists in their brevity and their nervous friendships and the simple, hardworking lifestyles they embrace. It also consists in their idiosyncrasies: Trond’s lifelong fondness for Charles Dickens, his friend Franz’s penchant for cursing (“Flaming hell” he often exclaims), his friend Lars’ penchant for cigarettes.
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