There are lots of things waiting to wrongfoot you in the often joyous but sometimes devastating romantic drama The Worst Person in the World. But the big one is probably that title.
You might expect it to refer to the impulsive central character Julie (Renate Reinsve), who we first meet as a high-achieving Oslo student making some major course corrections in her higher education journey. Surely Julie abruptly abandoning her medical degree to follow a precarious career as a freelance photographer isn’t really so bad?
It feels like the worst person in the world is more likely to be one of the two men with whom she has pivotal relationships in the run-up to her 30th birthday and beyond. After a quick fling she ends up moving in with Aksel (Anders Danielsen Lie), a 40-something graphic novelist whose transgressive cartoon cat with an iconic butthole has won him a cult following with impressionable young men.
Or maybe its Eivind (Herbert Nordrum), the slacker barista with a goofy grin who resembles a scrawnier Adam Driver. He bonds with Julie during a long debate about how wrong it would be for them to be unfaithful to their partners, a playful discussion freighted with sexual tension so intense it does not even stop for bathroom breaks.
Once you are buckled in to Julie’s rollercoaster life of emotional highs and listless lows you start to suspect that the title is just an extension of the myopia of being in your 20s, a time where we tend to see things in extremes partly because the adult world is so new and partly to make ourselves feel more significant.
Julie has her character flaws, but she is clearly not the worst person in the world. However you may come away thinking that the magnetic Reinsve is one of the best actors on the planet (she has already received the Best Actress award at Cannes for this role).