From the sublime to the ridiculous: Godland reviewed

Godland is a film to see on the big screen: not just for its awesome, immersive cinematography, but because it is so remorselessly bleak that if you’re watching it at home you are likely to give up. To get the most out of it you need to be trapped.

Lucas (Elliott Crosset Hove), an upright, serious, bearded young Lutheran priest in late 19th-century Denmark, is being sent to Iceland as a missionary. ‘Lucas, you must adapt,’ his red-faced bishop (Waage Sando) tells him while munching through a lavish lunch of chicken and boiled eggs. ‘At times your task will seem monumental.’ The Icelandic weather is forbidding, the bishop explains; in the perpetual summer sunlight people forget to sleep. A volcano has recently gone off whose ‘smell can be so overwhelming that people lose their minds’. The young priest sits there, not eating a morsel. The viewer reflects that the running time is 143 minutes.