This Nouvelle Vague film by Czechoslovakia brings - sometimes - wonders to the eyes. With funny moments and a bohemian tune, it emulates the young-adult-artist crisis with ease. The thing is: do great aesthetics and some good moments make a good film? At the end, although I liked it, I felt the lack of something more memorable.
3+ The unbearable discontinuity of living or a tale about a point in life when body-mind persistence and autobiographic memory stop being beacons of self-definition and reasons to go on, when every path is treadable yet blocked by the acknowledgement of end or failure, when commitment and its tangible futility form the two jaws of a Venus Flytrap above which life hovers in jerky hesitation. It’s not the only film on