No-no anesthesia, I'm afraid of it more removal ... It is impossible to talk about Polish cinema and not remember Andrzej Wajda. Over the years, he was the voice of a generation, his films reflected social and political changes, and in almost every film from historical tapes to a film praising Lech Walesa, one way or another touched on the topic of the conflict of personality and the existing system, never fully agreeing, but preferring, up until the early nineties, to openly oppose. For such a peculiar diplomacy, he received the nickname “Chameleon” from his compatriots.
The film also deals with the problem of confrontation between man and the then authorities, but unlike the one released two years earlier, Man of Marble was not noticed by the European community. Although the director himself has repeatedly emphasized in various interviews that the film is primarily about politics, for me it is a drama about a man who fell into the grind of society, ruthlessly destroying him.
In the mud face, in the ears!
Does it hurt? Never mind running!
The world is a wheel! Heresy?
Don't listen,
Better keep quiet.
The plot is banal and simple. The most famous international journalist in the country, returning after another trip abroad, hears from his wife that she leaves him, without explanation and breaking dishes – simply and dry. Almost overnight, he becomes persona non grata and at work for an interview that party bonzas did not like, and not least thanks to the efforts of his new lover wife, a young lysodil, trying to please the authorities.
Initially, Jerzy Mikhalovsky tried to fight, he was full of energy and all the troubles that occurred both in his personal life and at work, he wrote off as an accident, a ridiculous coincidence that can be overcome. He thought that after returning to Poland, he returned to his home, but no one was waiting for him in the editorial office, lectures at the university were canceled, and people called his friends shrugged their shoulders bewildered, and offered to take the moment and finally rest. or just give up.
Two things helped Mikhalovsky live: the house he could always return to, and the work he did, he did truthfully, uncompromisingly, with great love. Two things he didn't have anymore.
For some time he still tried to talk to his wife, to see his adored daughter, but the woman continued to be loved, in every possible way avoided contact, not taking into account any attempts of Jerzy to reconcile.
And the man broke down, stopped arguing and fighting the windmills. There was nothing more bitter for me at that moment than to watch the light of hope go out in the hero, and he becomes weak-willed like a rag doll.
- I don't agree to divorce!
If you do not consent, we will do this: prove the existence of sexual differences, sexual impotence, acts of aggression, various such things.
I wonder how you can prove it if it's not true.
You can prove everything, and the concept of guilt is stretchable.
The climax of the film is a scene in court.
Devastated main character with empty eyes, no feelings, no emotions, only to leave.
The string broke...
10 out of 10