In addition to such gags, Moland diminishes the grimness by alluding to other neo-noirs, ranging from Jean-Luc Godard's "Breathless," with a line echoing the misogynistic last words of that film, to the Coen brothers' "Fargo," with its extreme long shots of snow-filled vistas dotted with minute figures illuminated by police lights.
As Skarsgård drives around the desolate Nordic tundra of Tyos, Moland does right to evoke the essence of Fargo with a bit more carnage (said many times, but wholly true).
To add to the intrigue, snow makes it both far easier to stash away a suitcase of money (see: Fargo ) or even to temporarily conceal a body and, conversely, more difficult to cover one’s tracks.
Describing Norwegian director Hans Petter Moland’s violent black comedy “In Order of Disappearance” as an Arctic version of “Fargo” is in the ballpark but doesn’t go nearly far enough.
What some have already hailed as “Norway’s response to Fargo” has been one of the biggest revelations of the festival’s 64th edition.
A kind of Norwegian mash-up of "Fargo," "Taken" and "Seven Psychopaths," it soon ramps up to a dark, mordantly hilarious blast.