Tartalmak(1)
The second episode of the never-ending series about Moravia o ers yet an even darker look into its soul, which is as exhilarating as the state of slight delirium after a gulp of wine and chewing on a lump of soil. This visually shaky pilgrimage focuses on underground streams of Moravian identity, whose echoing cries would not want to have been heard even by Friedrich Nietzsche himself... (Marienbad Film Festival)
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