The Fimbulwinter has fallen. For three years, the Nine Realms have been choked by endless snow and brother has turned against brother. Odin, the Allfather, sits on Hliðskjálf, paranoid and weary, having sacrificed his eye for wisdom only to see his own inevitable demise. The death of his son, Baldur, orchestrated by the blood-brother and trickster Loki, has set the clock of doom in motion.
The film is not about saving the world; it is about facing the end with honor. It follows the Aesir gods as the bonds of the universe snap. Thor, a red-headed, gluttonous, and terrifying warrior (accurate to the Eddas), prepares to face his destiny against the World Serpent, Jörmungandr. Meanwhile, the bound wolf Fenrir breaks his chains to swallow the sun. The narrative is a tragedy of Shakespearean proportions, focusing on the betrayal within the family of gods and the final, glorious charge onto the fields of Vigrid, where gods and monsters clash to unmake reality so it can be born anew.
