TROLL HUNTER

Trolljegeren is a Norwegian film that no English speaking country can seem to form a consensus on how to correctly translate, or space out the words Troll and Hunter. It’s Trollhunter in the States, in the UK it is Troll Hunter and in Canada it’s The Troll Hunter, which is ridiculous. It’s like how when movies would come to Australia they’d have a completely different title altogether.

That was such a weird period of time, we knew what the movies were, why did you change the title? The Sandlot was called The Sandlot Kids in Australia and The Mighty Ducks was called Champions but D2: The Mighty Ducks wasn’t called Champions 2, it was called D2: The Mighty Ducks. How stupid did Australian distributors think we were? They were genuinely worried we’d think the movie was about ducks.

That has nothing to do with Trolljegeren/Trollhunter/Troll Hunter/The Troll Hunter, which is a very fun found footage mockumentary out of Norway about a documentary crew who follow around a grizzled troll hunter as he tracks down these giant trolls in the woods. It’s like if Cloverfield was, you know, enjoyable to watch.
 
The question that was on my mind watching this international crossover hit and I’m sure is on yours as well? How did a financially successful foreign film escape having an American remake? Turns out there were plans for it but it ended up getting canned. Which is a damn shame, because I would have loved to see a half-assed version of this where somebody like Ben Schwartz and some other LA improv types follow around, I don’t know, Bobby Moynihan in a beard, as he hunts trolls.

Where would I fit into Trolljegeren? Apparently the actors in the movie playing the documentary crew are well-known Norwegian comedians. As a not-known Australian comedian I’m sure I could weasel my way into getting that same gig. I could be a part of a pretend documentary crew no worries. 

IF I WERE IN 'TROLL HUNTER' I WOULD: EVERY SO OFTEN, FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE, THINK ABOUT THIS MOMENT AND FEEL EMBARRASSMENT ABOUT THE FACT I COULDN'T SPEAK NORWEGIAN, EVEN THOUGH I NEVER HAD THE CHANCE TO LEARN NORWEGIAN AND IT WAS TOTALLY FINE I COULD NOT SPEAK IT, I WOULD STILL OCCASIONALLY FEEL A PANG OF DEEP SHAME ABOUT IT

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