Sven the Hippie movies are kind of like children. You say you love them all equally, but deep down, you love on the most.
That said, even if I did love “What is House of Floyd?” the most, I wouldn’t say.
I’ll say this, though: from a character-perspective, he we begin to see Sven the hopeless romantic, the lost soul, the drifter, the Swede in search of acceptance, love. Pathos ensues. Powerful stuff.