Vinco (Milan Jelic) and Pista (Roman Klosowski) are longtime friends and drinking buddies. Both of them are likable but very flawed characters – hardly anyone’s idea of romantic heroes. One day the inveterate ladies man Vinco passes out after turning on the gas to make some coffee, and dies. It happens that one of his girlfriends was pregnant at the time he died, and Pista takes it into his head to sober up and look after the woman and child in his friend’s memory.
Dusan Hanák (April 27, 1938 in Bratislava) is a Slovak movie director.
Hanák graduated from the FAMU (Film and TV School of the Academy of Performing Arts) in Prague in 1965. He began with a series of shorts at the Koliba film studios in Bratislava. Several of them received awards, and so did his first feature film 322 (the code for cancer in medical records of diseases, 1969).
Hanák followed it with the still admired feature-length documentary Pictures of the Old World/Obrazy starého sveta (1972), partly a meditation on what lies hidden beneath the concept of “an authentic life”, a theme already addressed in 322. Although Hanák was treated with suspicion by the more repressive communist authorities that took over after the Warsaw Pact invasion of Czechoslovakia, he found an early refuge in a topic sufficiently removed from big politics to survive on the margins of official production and yet, executed with a finesse that gave it a wide international… read more
this film knows that in much too many cases healers bring health through whipping, and the champions of change carry a foldable procrustes bed in their modern first-aid kits. it also knows that life is too short to be thimblerigged by the latex-covered hands of unctuous experts and sundry ideals, who practice indifference under the guise of mercy and cries for better living. this film alleviates, it doesn't cure.
which, in our times obsessed with definitive and monumental solutions, as if an individual life was eternal, means a lot. it goes with strokes, and not with hammers. not because the director is a conscience-lacking dastard (his Paper Heads is no less than an appeal to morality as a way to resist to the distorting mirrors of history), but because he knows which means and when to use.