The next multi-genre allegory of the director is a lover of playing with the audience, a serious joker and a muddler. In short, if you discard a huge number of plot branches and dead ends - this is the story of the life of former actress Clara Knabelova and her men. Although "her" is loudly said... The beginning of the First World War. A group of officers conduct a mysterious occult rite involving eating crystals, drinking yellow substances and the death of the chief eater. This is Clara's civilian husband, Colonel Willy von Haukwitz. In the morgue, his body is deprived of the head, arms and heart that someone has cut off and appropriated. The essence, or rather delusions, of mystical rituals is quickly revealed. The Great War. The world is shrouded in black energy, which must be accumulated for the subsequent transmutation of the decaying universe. Clearly, that's bullshit. It is broadcast by one of the participants of the ritual Heinrich Roth. This is Clara's second man. The investigation and search for the missing body parts of Willy is conducted by Karel Vrana. This is the third man. Then there's a big mess of related and unrelated events and passages. Complete frustration with ideas, continued loss of body parts (talking), chemistry and anecdotes, lots of roosters, owls and lions. The point of crossing and discovering the truth is a small farm in Moravia, where Clara moved. Well, everything behind it, including body parts, of course. There's a lot to see and feel. The topic of the post-war collapse of a person, the theme of the collapse of delusional obsessions, the topic of insanity and impotence, the topic of fate in general, and even the topic of “higher intelligence”. If everything is taken without tension due to the general disunity, then it goes quite well. And the main secret, the main purpose of all this fluttering is unexpected and witty in my opinion. And a wonderful final scene, when the main character goes through the woods, and in the fields where her former men stand, then under the Christmas tree, then on the turn, and slap her. She's smiling. Why? If you look, you'll know. Not a bad movie. After all, Czech film fairy tales are the best. 6 out of 10.