Girl Picture Is an Honest, Angsty and Joyfully Queer Coming of Age

Growing up can be brutal. Especially when you’re at what Finnish director Alli Haapasalo describes as the “liminal” age of 17 or 18—aware enough to know you want more, young enough not to know how to get it. In Haapasalo’s beautifully designed, emotionally honest Girl Picture, three teenagers who are not exactly girls and not yet women look for love, sex, belonging and, most importantly, the strength of their own voices to carry them through a moment in limbo.
Ronkko (Eleonoora Kauhanen) and Mimmi (Aamu Milonoff) are best friends, classmates and coworkers at a smoothie shop where they use their free time to tell each other everything. Emma (a graceful and compelling Linnea Leino) is a figure skater and fellow classmate with an eye set on the European championships, and a mother who just wants her to take some time to be a kid. When a high-strung Emma locks eyes with a cynical Mimmi at the smoothie counter, sparks fly. Whether those sparks are between friends, enemies or lovers isn’t made clear until a mutual classmate jokingly invites Mimmi and Ronkko to the party Emma begrudgingly attends that night.
While Emma and Mimmi are making nice on their own storyline, Ronkko (whom Kauhanen plays with an endearing, open bubbliness) is on a mission to orgasm, or at least to figure out what’s going wrong in her hookups. Staunchly heterosexual and in dogged pursuit of pleasure, she stumbles from one oversexed, awkward interaction to another. After failing to snare a suitor at the party with a casual conversation starter on how often Moomin mugs are used to store sperm when trying for IVF, she accidentally overhears a rejected blowjob proposal in the bathroom. Popping out from her place behind the shower curtain with an offer of her own, Ronkko is a perfect look at a teen grasping for the pleasure she’s been promised, but with no real instruction about realistically pursuing it. That doesn’t stop her from trying again and again, but it also doesn’t bar her from coming to her own realizations independent of others’ expectations.
A leather-clad, surly bad-boy Mimmi faces a complementary issue. She knows how to have sex (as she advises Ronkko, you have to let your partner know what you want), but she’s frustrated and self-destructive, searching for something real only to balk when it shows up at her place of employment. Thanks to Milonoff’s deft, expressive performance and eyes that always tell the truth no matter what venom her mouth spits, Mimmi is a multi-layered, believably angsty teen whose independence comes at a slowly revealed cost. She clearly cares about the people in her life, but perhaps as a result of her absent single mother starting a new life and family without her, Mimmi can’t trust the longevity of others’ investments in her.