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Vojtěch ZáveskýActeurs·trices:
Jakub Štáfek, Jakub Jenčík, Jakub Prachař, Šárka Krausová, Veronika Khek Kubařová, Ondřej Pavelka, Jiří Ployhar ml., Jaroslav Plesl (plus)Résumés(1)
An indecorous follow-up to an indecorous satirical series about the miserable situation in Czech football and one football player who is both genius and sucker. Julius Lavi Lavický wants to get married, when he finds out he is a father of an eight-year old child. How will the clash between the greatest idiot and the smallest smartie end up? (Summer Film School)
(plus)Critiques (6)
Insolent, souvent pathétique, mieux foutu que la série et très plaisant en ce qui me concerne. C’est que j’ai un faible pour cette histoire folle, sans pour autant perdre mon sens critique. Mais pour moi, les aspects positifs l’emportent sur les aspects négatifs. Ondřej Pavelka excelle, tout comme Šárka Vaculíková – pardon, Krausová – dans le rôle de la parfaite pétasse. Jakub Štáfek se doit évidemment d’être mentionné, car sans lui, rien n’aurait été possible.
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An absolute comedic treasure that stomps most Czech film production into the grass with its high-heels. I don't particularly appreciate the football references (after all, I'm not really a fan of that sport), but the rest is a thoughtful play with cliches, which, in this case, means a wild ride and full throttle in every aspect. Of course, sometimes it misses the mark completely, but Štáfek and Kopp extracted the best from the first episodes of the series, avoided the tragedy of its ending, and in a mode of "everything more, louder and noisier," they serve up a wild and nonsensical gem, but they sing that ode to one primitive character with such grace and ease that I forgive them for a few errors. PS: Štáfek parked himself so magnificently in that role that I'll have trouble seeing him in anything else, but in dialogues with the junior from that role, he completely falls behind.
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The best Czech comedy in the last 20 years. For me personally, a new Czech favourite, which I will watch every year about five times. I wasn't that impressed with the series, but the film is very good in many ways. Everything works absolutely right, I am not a football fan and yet the film managed to win me over without any problems. Jakub Štáfek is a talent, his character Julius Lavicky has cult potential (a footballer with a lax attitude to everything, who prefers partying, women, drugs to the game itself). Šárka Vaculíková takes care of the sex appeal and Jakub Jenčík is the big heart of the whole film (the little guy acts damn great!), he has a great role as a well-read, intelligent boy, and gives the whole film an incredibly funny and original undertone. The film uses vulgar, black, sarcastic and silly humour, but never once does it come across as awkward, because it pokes fun at absolutely everything, and it is aware of this. It's crammed with gags through and through, there's plenty of hidden wit in the details, the actors handle the dramatic scenes – there's a downright emotional one where the whole cinema turns serious after a flood of laughter. I cried and roared with laughter along with the whole cinema. The atmosphere at the cinema was absolutely perfect. The soundtrack is also great and there is a glimpse into the corruption of the betting mafia and football. The film doses humour with such intensity that it does let the viewer breath or think about anything else, in short, a great thing even for the 40+ age group. 10/10
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Simple entertainment for fans of Czech cinema and Vyšehrad, I don't see anything more in this film, although I try. The humour is occasionally fine, but what spoiled the experience for me was the firstly it slides very often to primitive, faecal humour with only jokes about sex and secondly that the film follows the classic template of similar "comedies": a funny development - collision - sad part and happy ending. It's as if the film is afraid to be its own thing. Compared to Jackpot, I have to say that at least the humour in that was great in places, but here it often missed the mark widely...
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The series worked much better for me. Turning Vyšehrad into a cohesive story doesn’t seem like the best idea. The original work functioned perfectly as separate 20-minute sketches. And my concerns were realized. Sure, Jakub Štáfek and Martin Kopp still kept it under control, so the final product offers a certain level of quality, but... I’m especially disappointed that the abundance of jokes often crosses the line. Some might consider it an absolute masterpiece, but the frequent sexual innuendos and excessive eroticism didn’t quite work for me. The most successful aspect was the casting of Lavi’s son, where the fun really hits the mark (especially the contrast between the little boy’s cleverness and the main soccer player’s utter stupidity). The cameos were also well done. So, it’s above average for a Czech film, but I can imagine it could have climbed a few rungs higher in terms of quality. It's a shame. For me, it’s 6/10.
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If I stick to the primitive level of this masterpiece, I must write that it is a awful nonsense. The only thing that amused me was the scene in which Lavi hung up his soccer boots. The filmmakers certainly cannot be denied a good knowledge of the soccer world, but I have a persistent feeling that the overabundance of obscenities, vulgarities and strong, boorish humor just kills everything. (35%)
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