When was the last time when you danced just to satisfy your soul? Or sang a song amidst work and not care whether people would give you the weird eye? In many ways, Battle explores those moments. But you wouldn’t understand it unless you observe the film with care. On the surface, it is the story of a rich girl Amalie, who became broke overnight after her father invested in the wrong kind of business. For someone who has lived in the lap of luxury, a two-bedroom apartment, with a bed and kitchen appears too less of space. When we dig a little deeper, we realise this isn’t a typical rich-men-are-bad, poor-men-are-good tale. It’s more about understanding art and not letting the rules of mankind come in the way. Battle is based on the journey of Amalie. Literally and emotionally. It also magnifies the true side of art, in the form of dance; hip-hop, ballet, classical. For Amalie, being a dancer was always about maintaining a diet, practice, and performing a set of exercises which were taught to her in class. She was unable to float because everything she did was taught and told. She was never in touch with her soul, (which is what art is all about. Reaching out to our soul). What keeps Battle going? If you are familiar with American romantic-comedies and television series, the story of Amalie is predictable. Since this remains a predictable film, the cast, which comprises of Lisa Teige, Fabbian Swiggard Tapia, wastes no time while falling in love, or falling out of love either. It’s evident that both the actors know the drill, and yet they flow with the story, like as if they have something different to tell you. But isn’t that how we all were when we were teenagers? Sometimes, we knew what life had to offer to us, but we lied to ourselves, hoping to find the validation of being the ‘best couple’. Battle juxtaposes the life on the streets and living in the lap of luxury and this time in Norway. Maybe that’s why we loved it more, because aren’t we tired of watching the same old streets of New York and California? Let’s see the third world stage in Norway now, where even the poorest of the poor own sofa, table, chair, television sets and a kitchen.