Icing

Péťa and Honza are thinking about what girls probably do when men are not around. So it's clear that they immediately mature together, of course, they also cry a lot. And they can't handle alcohol. It is also absolutely natural that there can't be something like friendship between a man and a woman, and if someone thinks that these two are just friends and not sleeping together, then they are really incurable naive. I couldn't help but sadistically enjoy how those girls try to act in this chauvinistic narrative (although unnecessarily, because they are stage actresses and you can't explain to the creators here that acting is different in theater and in film) with the vision of Sokol coming for them on a white horse. I know from the time when Hřebejk was still cinematically relevant that he is not an evil person; he brought refreshing revisions and progressiveness to many social topics, but for the past decade, he has probably been shut away somewhere, watching theater recordings and grandiosely wondering how those people below function. And for this reason, I am also sadistically looking forward to his "relevant" trilogy Gardening, which apparently will be a luxurious romp. (2022-08-22)

I have a rather futile feeling about the simple fact that in essence, Michal Hrůza's eponymous video clip is a better watch. However, some of the sub-elements contained in this work are worthy of attention. This means that even Hřebejk's theatrical diary serves only half the purpose. But it's still a much better experience when I think of the dysfunctional Garbage, the City and Death. (2016-07-25)

The director Hřebejk is capable of shooting an ultimate trove of psychology called Honeymoon and then shooting a dialogue window into the world of gossiping hens all within a single year. I have nothing against those actresses, I’d even like to see Hana Vagnerová in proper movies more often. But what they were capable of once they got together was too much for me. When I see bimbos like this in a pub, I usually get up and leave because they’ve spoiled my entire evening at that point. Here at least I was only sitting on my sofa, that’s their only luck. I’m just hoping I won’t ever get to see it a second time. (2016-07-11)

The magic of Ruby in the condensed hour-long theater play has somewhat dissipated in the movie version. I remember that I was entertained and laughed from beginning to end, in the movie I expected and knew some jokes already and besides, there were some poetic, but also partially deaf spots. I definitely don't mind the expansion of the movie version with male actors and the excellent minute-long performance of Norbert Lichý. I understand that Jana Hřebejka was interested in this play and I am essentially glad for the adaptation, but for me, theater usually wins over the movie, especially if I see it in the order theater play - movie. And I remember well that the director was personally present at the performance in Ruby, so maybe it was exactly then that he came up with the idea to shoot the movie. All in all, Forbidden Relief deserves better three stars and definitely more than the local 44 percent. (2015-01-02)

I'm starting to wonder if Hana Vagnerová chooses this type of films on purpose. As usual, she was the only thing in the film worth looking at, otherwise it was a total disaster with lousy acting performances, bad writing and lame jokes. More than an hour of my life, which I could have used in a much more pleasant way (banging my head against the wall or sticking needles under my fingernails). (2018-09-01)