Explota de manera creativa ese valor de producción existente en la vida del director y convierte una plática cualquiera de partido clásico de fútbol en una crónica sobre el régimen y la violencia de un país a través de los ojos de un padre que justifica ante su hijo sus decisiones profesionales de hace casi 30 años.
This film underlines two of the most popular Romanian 'myths': football and communist-era. The punch line is that none of these are actually myths, but every Romanian seems to be an expert in these fields. In a way, this film can be interpreted as a challenge to every person's simple way of spending leisure time, although its protagonists are the famous referee/manager Adrian Porumboiu and his even more famous son.
As if miming the eventual score of the derby, the father and son end their conversation in definitive stalemate, though it's uncertain whether their back-and-forth actually transcended into the realm of high art I think the director intended. I can give it two stars: one for the absolute nuance of such a project, the earnestness captured despite its prosaic digressions. The second for the recomposed Vivaldi.
The fundamental problem with this film is that the match it shows, in real time pace, is appallingly dull. As others have said, it raises sporadic interest about corruption, cronyism, censorship & sportsmanship in late Communist Romania, but has nothing to sustain it. Watch Police, Adjective for a better film from the same director, although equally slow paced.
really interesting concept, at one point the attention just shifts from the players and the game, towards the insignificance of the whole thing. "football, like many other things are consumed directly, you have to eat it now, no one will care about the game, no one will watch this film". Fresh, and amazingly boring. very good overall.
The director and his dad watch a Romanian soccer game from the 80s that his dad refereed. No, seriously ... that's it. The first half hour is fairly interesting since it deals with some of the politics surrounding soccer in Communist Romania (the game was essentially the secret police playing the army), but after that ...
A unique documentary premise that highlights the value of spectating sport anachronistically. The autobiographical element to commentary is intriguing, the context of a match in the snow a rarity, the comparison between present day football and 80s matches, an intriguing curiosity, the "let them play" attitude to reffing, ideologically profound, and the game's innate inactivity one of its paradoxical USP's. Poetry.