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It probably was about time that Norwegian cinema tackled this elephant in the room and made a biopic on Vidkun Quisling, the man who appointed himself Minister President and collaborated with the Nazis during the German occupation of Norway between 1940 and 1945, and paid the ultimate price for his actions when in October 1945 he became the last person to be executed in Norway. The director is Erik Poppe, who has handled Norwegian national traumas skilfully before, notably with Utøya 22. Juli in 2018, and he manages to portray Quisling with a fairly dignified level of balance, even if his dissection becomes lingering at times. The running time most certainly could have been trimmed a little; there are a few too many meetings behind closed doors. And although there is a disruptive dissonance between Eidsvold's imitative rendition of Quisling's intonation and demeanour on the one side, and Danielsen Lie's overly modern approach and delivery, their final scene together ultimately does evoke some of the intended emotion and bond between their two characters. With beautiful CGI recreations of 1940s Oslo which elevate the overall impression.

An absolute masterpiece from start to finish! The acting was nothing short of brilliant, with each performance delivering a depth and authenticity that truly brought the characters to life. The slower pacing worked beautifully, giving the audience time to fully immerse themselves in the story and appreciate every subtle nuance.

The film provided an insightful and thought-provoking portrayal of Quisling, his wife, and Peder the priest. It struck the perfect balance between personal drama and historical context, offering a unique perspective on this dark chapter of history. The restrained use of CGI was impeccable, enhancing the scenes without ever detracting from the emotional weight of the performances.

The storyline was gripping, full of tension and reflection, leaving you to ponder the moral complexities long after the credits rolled. It didn't rely on heavy-handed depictions of brutality, but rather focused on the psychological and emotional layers, making it all the more impactful.

As with many great Norwegian films, the atmosphere was dark and intimate, and the smaller cast only added to its charm. Each character felt fully realized, contributing to a rich and immersive viewing experience. A truly exceptional film that showcases the best of what Norwegian cinema has to offer.

Excellent acting but the film moved along too slow. Dialogue snooze fest! Felt like a small stage event. Storyline was good but could have included a bit more of Quisling and the Nazi parties brutality toward the Norwegian people.

An interesting look at Quisling and his wife as well as Peder the priest. Cgi was good and again great acting.

The film leaves you wondering other than the murders at Trandumskogen pow camp what else horrible did he do to deserve the death penalty.

As typical with Norwegian films the storyline is dark, and there are only a handful of actors. Maybe spoiled by Spielberg but here there could have more depth and more actors.

Quislings siste dager attempts to delve into the psyche of one of Norway's most infamous historical figures, yet it struggles to bring his inner turmoil to life in a truly cinematic way. The film presents a compelling subject-Quisling's fears, loathing, and psychological unraveling in his final days-but fails to fully capitalize on its potential for visual storytelling.

While the script aims for introspection, the execution leans too heavily on dialogue, making it feel more like a staged theater production than an immersive film. The editing lacks dynamism, often slowing the pacing rather than enhancing the tension or emotional weight of the story. Likewise, the cinematography is competent but uninspired, doing little to elevate the film beyond a functional historical reenactment.

The performances, while dedicated, are hampered by the film's restrained approach. Quisling's descent into paranoia and despair should have been an intense and harrowing experience, but the film's stylistic choices mute much of that potential. There are moments where the film hints at something deeper-a fleeting glance, a subtle hesitation-but these are often undercut by the theatrical blocking and over-reliance on exposition.