Elvis! Elvis!

Synopsis: Tale of a boy, roughly eight, who experiences a number of problems due to his estranged relationship with his mother. Mom wants her little boy to be someone other than who he is; junior is stubborn, fights back. Can these two find a common ground before the ending credits roll?
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Kay Pollak
  1 win & 1 nomination.
101 min

Elvis, what are you doing?

What have you done?

You naughty boy

That's Grandma's best glass

I can't take my eyes off you

without something happening

Don't throw it away. Dad can mend it

Glass can't be mended

I'll buy a new one

This kind isn't made nowadays

What can we tell Grandma?

She'll be so upset

You needn't tell her

Of course I have to tell her

Otherwise she'll think it's me

Who broke the mug Mummy had

when she was little?

What on earth are you doing?

Take it

Is this the way to treat money, Elvis?

You naughty little boy!


I've had enough

Into your room now, and

stay there till you're good

I hate you. You're silly

You're silly

I hate you

You haven't said sorry yet

But... how did you get out?

- Easy. I caught him

- Yes, he caught me

- Like this

- Yes, like this

You sneaked out of the window

Not sneaked... jumped

- Elvis and I are old...

- Friends

- Well, we'll be off

- Yes, we'll be off



What d'you say?

Thank you, Mummy

Recognise it?

Wait, I'll play it

We're having a party tonight

Aunt Sivan and Kurt are coming

Promise you'll be good, go to

bed early and not disturb us

You will be good?

Which is best, Friday or Saturday?

Hear what he said, "Which is best,

Friday or Saturday?"

Kurt's always so silly

Just think, Kerstin's

three weeks overdue

What about me when I had Elvis?

I thought I'd die

Imagine it, he had such a big head

And now he's starting school

He needs other kids

Yes, but other kids don't

want to play with him

- It'll get better

- Think so?

I once saw Mummy cry

No, Gsta, I'm not coming to bed

before I've tidied up

Come on, now

Ay, you're hurting me

Mummy cried


No, Gsta...

At least think of Elvis

He's asleep

He might wake up

I don't want him to see us

- What are you doing?

- Me?

I'm hugging myself

Hugging yourself?

You awake?

Of course, we're going to the country

Come and have breakfast

I'm not hungry

Change your trousers, then

What are you doing?

Who has to clean up the mess?

Elvis, go and change

Why can't you help me with the kid?

Do as Mummy says

How often do I have to say...

You're in a filthy mood.

I'm staying here

We have to cut the grass

We? I'd like to see you cutting grass

Anyway, it's going to rain

Of course it won't,

help me with these things

Wear Johan's old trousers,

the thick blue ones

Why? He has his own

Tell that to Grandma

I didn't ask to dress him

in Johan's old rags

She means well, it's a bit

tricky about Johan

- Everything's tricky with Grandma

- You know why

Yes, she wants Elvis to be

her little Johan

- All the same...

- We can't throw them out

He'll have to wear them

Must you always interfere?

Hurry up, or we'll never get away

You didn't say it was on the radio

We can't stay here in this rain

We'd have been spared all this...

...if you'd said rain was forecast

Wait a minute

Grandpa, can I come and see you?

Grandpa's luring Elvis to the country

Not a good thing

He can see Grandpa

whenever he likes

I don't approve

He boozes in front of the boy

Oh, shut up!

I know he does it

...yes, well, it poured,

so we came home...

They probably question

Elvis about us

What d'you mean?

Now Elvis... you try that

Nice, eh? Now you do it

First, put it in your mouth

OK, now blow in and out

Blowing out makes one note,

and blowing in makes another

Now move it to the side

and listen to the notes

There! You can do it

Fantastic! Again, let's hear

First she said I couldn't,

then she said I could

Yes. Aunt Sivan was coming,

so she wanted to get rid of me

- No one wants to get rid of you

- They do

- You just think...

- I don't think, I know

Sometimes she says I'm in the way

What does Dad say?

I don't know. He agrees

with Mum, I suppose

Listen, Elvis, you must

stick up for yourself

I do, but then she goes crazy

Look what I've made for you

Gooseberry fool!

Just sprinkle some sugar on it

Little Johan used to say...

...it smelled so nice when

you put sugar on it

What do you think, Elvis?

Does it smell nice?

Little Johan used to smell everything


Does something smell?

I don't know why

Everything smells

Have a sniff

I can't smell anything

Pity to throw his suit away,

the cloth was expensive

Elvis, turn round

Let's see the back.

Stand up straight now

- How d'you think it fits?

- Fine

Elvis' arms are too short

It's not Elvis, the jacket's too long -

the sleeves, I mean

Johan was going to wear this suit...

...when he started school

It wasn't to be


- Done a wee?

- Yes

Then we have Margareta Hansson

So you're Margareta

And Kjell Johansson?

And Elvis Karlsson?

Where is Elvis Karlsson?

Stand up, your name's been called

Where is Elvis Karlsson?

Stand up so the teacher sees you

Elvis, what have you done?

He had an accident

It doesn't matter

We'll soon fix it

No, let me wipe it up

I told him to go before we left

I must apologise for him

It can happen to anyone

Don't worry about this

I was so ashamed, but

the oaf just sat there

Everyone stared, of course

And then, suddenly...

...there was this big pool on the floor

He ruined everything. What

will it be like tomorrow?

Shall we sing a song?

One we all know

'Twinke, twinkle, little star'

I'll play it first

Did you see the boy

who wet himself?

It was me

How did you dare?

Oh, it was nothing

That sounded very good

Let's all sing this time

Now for the second verse

Everyone has to sing

Not me!

That was very nice, wasn't it?

Let's sing it often

After the song, I gave her a flower

- What did you say her name was?

- Anna-Rosa

- Be nice to her

- Of course

You always start like this

Put your middle finger here

And the other one the same

Then thumbs under... and over

Let go, and it's a coffee cup

Your hair feels nice

Like a brush

This is where it tickles most

It's coming tomorrow

Then we'll all watch

Won't it be fun? In colour

We'll see Mummy's Elvis,

the real Elvis

Did you hear me?

When is it coming tomorrow?

What? Who's coming?

- The colour TV, of course

- Oh, that...

When I wanted to see ice hockey,

what a fuss you made

And now, Elvis Presley

Elvis is being transmitted

direct from Hawaii, USA...

...to a TV audience of millions...

...through a satellite link-up

all over the world

The wine's there, Gsta


Drink your lemonade

I'll say goodnight to Elvis

Like it, wasn't he sweet?

Whose Elvis am I?


Mummy's little Elvis, of course

Why turn away?

It's ages since you were nice to me

How about a little kiss?

Don't you like me at all?


I'm with Elvis

His name should be Bengt

Don't lie with your hands there

Hands above the quilt

when you sleep

Can't be fun at school with a

name like that, Elvis Karlsson

I suppose Johan would've been

better, like Grandma wanted

Good grief, Elvis!


Look who's here

Penny for your thoughts

Thinking of school?

I'll ring Mummy, she'll be worried

No, no, don't

I must tell her you're here

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Maria Gripe

Maria Gripe, born Maja Stina Walter (25 July 1923 – 5 April 2007), was a Swedish author of books for children and young adults, often written in a magical and mystical tone. For her lasting contribution to children's literature she received the Hans Christian Andersen Medal for Writing in 1974. more…

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