About what? Pity them! I'll never forget how they did the Dawn. Lyubimov could not be asked the question: "What is it about?" It's not a question for him. When we began to talk about the upcoming work, everything appeared without these stable cliches... I... asked: “Yuri Petrovich, well, the plot, understand, but what is it about?” Something, but through the line (according to Stanislavsky), thought in this theater has always been one of the essential motives. And Lubimov said (this is one of his brilliant simple insights): “Pity them!” A brilliant response
David Borowski. Fleeing space
Pity! Pity! Pity! Pity! Pity! Pity... What's the movie about? Is that it? Meaning? Well, sorry? Is it about him? Is it in the middle of the story? Pray to him? Not a fact! Not a fact! And do those who show themselves on screen need it? Do they need it? That's a pity. Free artists at work, someone will say. Wouldn't he be right? The profession, of course, ... not so. But, on the other hand, quick money... How comfortable are you? Card or cash? An hour or two or a third conveyor of satisfaction of male passions, lust. Clean, cozy, state-sanctioned... Taxes are paid...
A brothel is a brothel. Here women are given piece by piece for payment. Anyone... Wishing... Choosing... Wanting to... For euros. Price list. Price is like a restaurant menu. Would you like some cold snacks? Would you like something hot? You can, you can. Of course you can! Kissing? Oh, that's a separate article. It's luxury, it's fad, it's exquisite. The fare is higher! Agreed? Then please! You can put it in your mouth!
A simple movie, where the world of female prostitution without accusatory morality, without shouting, without rusty arrogance. And an excuse, and an explanation - what to what and why exactly so, and not otherwise, the phrase at the very beginning of the picture about the number of shifts in the supermarket, the number of hours worked, the processing that took place to be and the equivalent of the assessment of labor at the end of the month ... That's all! To live on it? How to live? Better... With such arbitrariness, the brothel is royal palaces! Everyone is a queen, everyone is a princess.
A ladies' movie from a lady's director. What's bothering a German woman now? What is a German woman doing now? Is that it? Not exactly. This is a special case. You don't have to generalize. Family? A baby? Yes, yes. Was, was. But -- work is work. . .
The theme of this picture is diverse. Contemplative motives encourage reflection. Is this not the main idea of a slow drama flowing smoothly into melodrama, and then again the color of the drama acquiring? Maybe. Thoughts only slide in the head, transferring from one to another - and why? Italian Maria and German Sasha sparkle close to each other. Here we go. Now-now... Yes! Why not? Romance and idyll of falling in love, gusts of jealousy like a squally wind in impatience, quarrels with quarrels. . .
Unhappy? Troublemakers? Poor bearers? Publicans? And yes and no, at the same time. Pathetic? So sorry for them? Women... How can I tell you? Maybe Yuri Petrovich Lyubimov in “Zorya” or “And the dawns here are quiet” those girls really were worth pitying. War, harsh everyday life, enemy bullets, death ... And here? And now? What is it? Who is this? Or in a new round of history, a woman is only woven into a common canvas? And he does? How can I? And adjusting? Whatever. And survive? Why? Probably ...
I liked the movie. I can't help but like it. It made an impression, too. I recommend it! I suggest! No one will regret the time spent!
And more. The film's poster is the German abbreviation for the film - "Gluck". And we have Happiness. That's even how... Why? Funny. Funny!
7 out of 10