Their entry into the Globe is still something extra
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Loading... - Harriet Evans
- 09 Sep 2022
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Of course. Everyday boredom, kneaded and spun a few laps into insanity, is a given part of this radar couple's concept, and the "Sorry" sect, as Johanna calls it, wants nothing more than to worship its hedonistic gods. They are right about that, because their entry into the Globe is still something extra.
It has been eight years since Filip & Fredrik took their podcast to Globen and broke audience records. What I mainly remember from there is a massive technical mess, and the desire to be the biggest. With Alice and Bianca five years later, the arena podcast phenomenon grew, with show numbers, exclusive intimate reveals, and a "90's bitch" attitude that felt like it was taken from Icona Pop.
But "Sorry Live" is actually something else. A real show, rather than a podcast on steroids. The tone, of course, is recognizable. That messy jargon of "Are you kidding me?" and "Seluta!" which I think the writer Essy Klingberg once named the Sorry Swede. Once you've heard it, you can't unhear it. As little as it is possible to defend against the titillating atmosphere that arises when you mix equal parts sex jokes, defiant backstage atmosphere, celebrity spikes, beeped gossip and a not-so-small amount of flamboyance and in-country problems.
All of this is here (almost), but packaged in a new form whose main merit is that it feels so unique and free.
The softsuits are exchanged for patent clothes in probably the most efficient change of clothes I've seen. Some pyro goes awry (deliberately, but comically timed), the dancers begin to Riverdance, all while Edvin and Johanna sing along with choreographed awkwardness in a buttery musical number, and are chased by their own taunting inner voices. Read More…
