Realização:
Ondřej TrojanCâmara:
Asen ŠopovMúsica:
Jiří KřivkaElenco:
Václav Chalupa, Ulrika Kotajná, Ladislav Brothánek, Jan Procházka, Radek Říha, Jiří Strach, Jitka Andělová, Aňa Geislerová, Martin Janouš (mais)Sinopses(1)
A scathing tragicomedy about the ups and downs of a young camp counsellor, Let’s All Sing Around not only launched Ondřej Trojan’s directing career – then known as an actor with Prague’s Sklep theatre troupe – but also highlighted the creative potential of Jan Hřebejk and Petr Jarchovský as a dynamic writing duo. Trojan’s feature film debut works with Sklep’s own specific brand of poetry and absurd humour, although the film’s defining trait remains the fresh post-1989 audacity harnessed by the filmmakers to depict an array of camp clichés and the admitted ridiculousness of its now cult figures: dimwitted bodybuilder Bob and camp leader Bizon, who always gets the last word. (Karlovy Vary International Film Festival)
(mais)Críticas (3)
This trip among camping pioneers didn't appeal to me, and not just because I have never participated in any pioneer camp and have a significant aversion to similar mass events as an essential individualist. The clumsy and naive acting of the film's protagonists didn't sit well with me, and the humor used in it was as expected. The second star is only for the interesting collages that accompanied the film. Overall impression: 35%.
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After returning from the Pioneer camp, usually only two things remained in one's head: traumatic memories and lice. Ondřej Trojan provided the basement culture, while Jan Hřebejk and Petr Jarchovský delivered a series of occasionally very characteristic "sketches." Poor post-synchronization and the presence of dead spots somewhat diminish the overall experience, but there were always plenty of those during organized activities of the Socialist Union of Youth.
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Every film connected with the Sklep Theater seems to have a sort of amateur vibe to it, but I kind of perversely enjoy it. Some of the acting performances were over-the-top, but those who have seen the film must admit that Bob, the empathetic romantic and poet, was an absolutely irreplaceable element. Besides Bob, Jiří Strach's demonic Saďour was also brilliant. His deadpan comments about the camp's activities were perfect. During the trip, I almost dropped down from exhaustion, too, but the whole lengthy scene was saved by a great conclusion with the border guards and the teacher. The film suffers from many flaws, but I'm giving it four stars, because I had fun. HU!!
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