Most people see this film as a sort of tragedy, but in my eyes it is a beautiful comedy comparable to Beckett's "Waiting for Godot". It narrows in on the fundamentals of the human condition, and the main character - like Beckett's - is a 'clown'-figure, a man who can't help himself, who has a fatal dent in his character, which always make him 'trip' and fall. It's like watching an existential, intellectual version of Chaplin's famous vagabond. And the ending, Pontus sailing away from the city in the fog, on an unknown ship, headed God knows where, is a classical fool-comedy-ending - there's no place in society for a man like him, so he leaves on the fools ship. One of the best Danish films ever.
Review of Hunger
