One part Camus' L'Etranger mixed with Lars Von Trier's Dogville, the other part Milan Kundera's "Die unerträgliche Leichtigkeit des Seins" mixed with Erasurehead, A Pidgeon Sat on a Branch reflecting on Existence is exactly the kind of Swedish movie I like to watch.
If you like it sparse, dry and believably comic with lots of philosophy and reasons to see it again after finishing it the first time, this might be for you. It's a foreign movie that is possibly a good reason why moderately massive mainstream Islam needs to rise up against it's fundamentalist forces instead of sitting on its arse and letting the string pullers destroy what's left of art worth keeping in Europe.... and Persia.
There are no smartphones in this movie. They don't exist.