Directed by:
Miroslav KrobotCinematography:
Jan Baset StřítežskýCast:
Tatiana Dyková, Lenka Krobotová, Johanna Tesařová, Ivan Trojan, Jaroslav Plesl, Simona Babčáková, David Novotný, Hynek Čermák, Lukáš Latinák, Ján Kožuch (more)Plots(1)
In a small village in the mountains of Moravia lives Maruna (35), who works at the local pub, takes care of her dictatorial mother, and has several affairs among the local men without, however, finding love. Maruna's sister is more ambitious, and when she has a chance to leave the village she takes it. For Maruna, the village is her destiny – one that she can never be separated from. Also living in this sleepy hollow are two forest workers who share the same woman, with whom they live together in an old cottage. The whole village knows their arrangement, and in a way tolerates it. But one day, the woman disappears and is later found murdered. For just a moment, the village's usual calm atmosphere is disturbed, but otherwise everything remains in its routine. When Maruna gets pregnant, she suddenly realizes that her life is too much like her mother's. The circle is closed. (official distributor synopsis)
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An admirable performance in the discipline of "depicting a village stereotype," which simply cannot be titled anything other than another stereotype: "It’s good for Prague people," which is all the more disappointing because Krobot is a native of the region and in fact denies in such a fundamental way what he should understand best. The Prague actors spout dialect and vulgarisms through their teeth in a dysfunctional way and function only as wearers of great costumes. Yet it's an indescribably sad story, where the writer and producers seem to have realized at the last minute that the film would sell better as a redneck comedy. Fail.
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A concentrated nothing made into a film. Every such film makes the Czech comedy The Inheritance by Věra Chytilová look more and more like an important milestone of Czech cinema. Nowhere in Moravia doesn’t have a single scene that is actually funny and to the point, whereas The Inheritance is full of them.
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The absence of a coherent story, the slow pace and mostly a completely static camera underline the minimalism and banality of the Moravian village and reflect the peace and sluggish lifestyle of its inhabitants. Miroslav Krobot managed to fully realize his clear vision, which proves his creative and directing skills. However, this vision is not all that amusing, as the successful capturing of the atmosphere of the remote corners of Jesenice through several fragments from the fate of quirky villagers is not enough for a feature film. Don't expect much comedy from it. It is a realistic view of the microworld of a village and at the same time an author's statement by Miroslav Krobot, who certainly did not embarrass himself with his first film. However, a degree of disappointment cannot be covered up.
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A lot of people probably overlooked that the film is not called Vikantice u Hanušovic and that it is not a documentary about a village, but a film about people, or rather about human nature, about the faltering human destiny, about the effort to get from somewhere to somewhere, or from nowhere to nowhere. I believe this is one of the best Czech films in recent years. I can feel something of the Czechoslovak New Wave of the 1960s in it, it also takes place in a kind of non-specific timelessness, and it's a bit theatrical. It's more of an absurd metaphor than a normal story, which makes it more impressive. I thoroughly enjoyed not only the weird mood, but especially the top-notch performances by everyone, and I do mean everyone. I didn't expect the ratings to be so low and me to go so much against the tide.
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A few interesting scenes and forcing yourself into deadpan poetics are not enough when the film relies on the classic pillars of Czech comedy: rednecks, pussies, vulgarisms, sweaty sex, and stars playing in "comic disguises". Add to that stupid stereotypes and the invention of a new form of dialect, which is the only thing that Krobot excels at. Nowhere in Moravia offers the misery of Czech cinema in full, but in a slightly more acceptable packaging.
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