Muzika

Not far from a large city, a few steps from the border with a hostile capitalist country, in a Nowheresville from which the roads lead nowhere but back, starts a cheerful and a bit dark story of a man who hoped that music would help him out of a pool but who rolled music in mud instead. It will also be a story of his contemporaries, friends, wishes and dreams of freedom that used to be one of the most precious, best-guarded and least accessible values in Czechoslovakia at the turn of the 1970´s and the 1980´s. It is also a story of young people who fret about their lives, loves, jealousy and temptation. They encounter limitations of the time in which bananas were narrow-profile goods and the way to the West was an unrealizable dream. The time in which everything was decided by the members of a single party and in which informers provided information of the fact that the boilerman plays American music on his saxophone. (forgalmazó hivatalos szövege)