BootDigest Such a frustrating disappointment

Mjeteconer Just perfect...

Claysaba Excellent, Without a doubt!!

Bergorks If you like to be scared, if you like to laugh, and if you like to learn a thing or two at the movies, this absolutely cannot be missed.

nekengren-2 Well I wouldn't be nearly as brutal as some of the reviewers. I actually ended up liking this movie quite a bit. I didn't bail out on the initial shaky cam beach scene once I started recognizing this as an art statement more than anything. The movie is quite haunting if you allow yourself to feel what these poor lost vikings might have really felt in such a distant forlorn place. The sense of desolation is something I empathize with (I'm a big Alaska tourist fan) and the medieval history is also something I'm quite fond of. So yes, maybe your average movie goer is probably going to quickly bail out on the viewing. For me, the movie is quite a different experience, shows brutally honest depictions of some natural acts, and ends on a complete note of frustration as it should. I felt the writer/director had a complete sense of the psychology of this historical experience that I enjoyed watching.

dfx4360 If you want to see a viking's anus unload and leave a sloppy viking turd in the bushes, watch him wipe his ass, and see him kill his viking lover's monk friend,"Sancho",,, than this is for you... Otherwise, skip it! PS: The head-banging intermission to Pagan Metal was awesome! So IMDb doesn't like the fact i have less than 10 lines for such a shitty movie! So I'm BS'n for four more lines after this one. Why did he kill the monk? He was jealous that the monk was giving his friend foot rubs. Maybe he didn't like homo's? And that was not a passionate Indian lovemaking like this other review I read. She was stealing his Viking seed... Nothing more. His bracers staked in the ground. She raped him... Maybe she was paying him back for the way his vikings raped her mom? Like when the Indian killed the other viking. The look on his face was satisfied. Then you can read the expression as a first kill. Then the blonde one buries an axe in his chest like a 500 B.C. Frank.

hghstick I had high hopes for this film. I love indie, off the wall, quirky movies...but this was terrible. After 10 minutes I thought I was watching a film made by first year students. I had to turn it off half way through it was so bad.I'm not sure how watching a guy taking a crap in the woods (yes, you see feces being expelled from his anus), or setting a dog on fire (the dog's coat is ablaze when Dork throws the torch at the pack of wolves), or cutting the heads off chickens, or smashing a fish's head against a rock moved this film ahead or told us anything we couldn't easily imagine ourselves. We get it! They were stranded and they had to do gritty things to survive...there was no need to keep reminding us of this fact scene after scene after scene! Thank goodness there was very little dialog. The musical score was atrocious, poorly cut, and edited. I'm glad I don't get motion sick because the jiggling cinematography was enough to make a fighter pilot vomit. The repeated close-up shots were unnecessary and very distracting.Please burn this book and all the terrible chapters! This story never needs to be told again.

seth-finegold Severed Ways is a film that reminds me of a fable, of the story books I read as a child, the ones with big images of a dark and imposing forest spilling out across the page, split by the spine of the book. Before the forest is the hero. He might be walking into it or standing at the edge, but the implication was always this: his destiny lay in the woods, the weird wilderness. The narrative was always straight, speaking of determined and unrelenting action rendered in simple typeface "He traveled on..." or "Once into the woods...." And, upon turning the page, there would be a sudden shift, an amazing passage of indeterminate time would find the hero suddenly confronted by a fantastic witch full of temptation and secrets or he might just as well be forced to fight a strange enemy upon an empty place.There is no new story to tell, the fables, the allegories stay with us. The Sagas, folk tales, the Baba Yaga, Aesop, Grimm. In these disparate branches of allegory lie the template for Severed Ways.In many ways, what we see in this film is at once the most happenstance and anthropological examination of an event that never was, it feels as if the drive of the narrative is to paint large, language-free landscapes of simple action. Travel. Eat. S#@t. F#@k. Fight. Die. And yet, there is a subtler language operating, one that doesn't speak in words, forsaking speech for the language expressed in the mountains, streams, trees and sounds of the forest, a forest that once stretched unbroken from the Atlantic coast to the Mississippi River, from south of Hudson's Bay to the Gulf of Mexico. A forest that had no name, no history in written words.Travel. Eat. S#@t. F#@k. Fight. Die. That is the simple ethos of this film.Watch this film like you are reading a fable and get over your clichéd expectations already.