Wilsonov

"Death occurred at 19:37. That's in five minutes. Nothing works in this town." Stone me to death, but I had fun. After a hard day, Wilson offered me a relaxing entertainment without the need to think - and that's all you can ask for. It's definitely not worse than, say, Smart Philip (whose creators made a very similar comparison to Lemonade Joe once), I found bright spots in it, I laughed out loud several times, and I felt awkwardness only occasionally. The biggest fault is the extremely exaggerated runtime (especially when everything gets unnecessarily complicated in the end and one strange illogicality follows another) and also strangely disconnected scenes like "it's evening, the protagonist is lying down in bed with a book, when he hears a girl singing outside - he looks out of the window and it's a fairy-tale sunny day outside, no sign of evening - but then the protagonist goes outside - and it's suddenly pitch dark again". I don't mind that Marek Epstein played with a serious subject and turned it into a Dadaist crazy comedy. Similarly, the racist and anti-Semitic humor that was being promoted didn't touch my soul in any particular way. On the other hand, I think that many of the lines by Jan Kraus, Jiří Macháček, Petr Čtvrtníček or Stanislav Zindulka could easily have been put to good use. Why not. (2015.11.02)

I must admit that I don't understand this. The film has a very good idea, a very good setting, but it simply doesn't work. There is a great horror-detective plot, but even that doesn't work. I really wished for it to work, for it to succeed, but it simply didn't. At least for the effort to go in a different direction, I give it an average rating. (2016.08.07)