They say it is a film for kids, but I didn’t understand this classification. “Someone like Hodder” is a film I wouldn’t like to miss. Henrik Ruben Genz, a brilliant director from Denmark leads young Frederik Christian Johansen and the other actors in inspired ways, up to a noble poem rather than a movie.
The story, based on a book by Bjarne Reuter, is about a boy’s rich spiritual life, in various contrasts and harmonies with neighbouring persons. Dream and reality are united, proving reality a personal spiritual gift and creation. The main achievement of the movie, indeed of the gracious combination of Genz with Johansen, is that we love Hodder and his reality becomes the only reality that matters. This happens to such a degree, that the movie ceases to be a movie! If you gave it to someone, you wouldn’t be giving an artistic joy and stimulation, however great or small, but a living friend! Even Chuck Norstadt stays always with McLeod, however we sympathise with their relationship, admire, will to have it ourselves, etc. David Copperfield even as a kid remains in his own adventure, he doesn’t get off the pages (or the movie), to live with us. Hodder walks off the screen and is really, exclusively and simultaneously with each and everyone who wants to be with him. Is a beautiful dream less real than an evil ‘reality’?, he asks. Is not reality at its home in whatever is beautiful?