Ravn Lanesskog

Ravn Lanesskog has a knack for picking projects that either dig into Norway’s deep, icy past or drop you right into the thick of controversy. Seriously, look at the filmography—Amundsen (2019) isn’t just another biopic; it’s a wild, frostbitten trek with the legendary explorer Roald Amundsen. You feel the chill, you taste the obsession, and you’re right there when ambition tips over into madness. Ravn doesn’t do “background guy”—he throws himself in, and it shows. Fast forward to Havnaa (2024), which is a whole different beast. This one punches harder, both literally and emotionally. Boxing, family drama, the messiness of fame—Lanesskog keeps it raw, like there’s always something brewing behind his eyes. The guy can flip from brooding to explosive in a heartbeat, and you can’t look away. There’s sweat, there’s grit, and there are no easy answers. And then there’s Quisling: The Final Days (2024). Talk about a powder keg. Stepping into the shoes of anyone in that story is a gutsy move, but Ravn leans into the tension. You’re dragged through paranoia, betrayal, and the collapse of a man who became a national villain. No sugarcoating, no safe choices. It’s all ugly history, and Lanesskog isn’t afraid to get his hands dirty. If you’re after bland, look elsewhere. Ravn Lanesskog picks roles that leave a mark—on the story, on you, on his own resume. You can’t say the guy plays it safe.