Reviewed at Hungarian Film Week, Budapest, Feb. 8, 1994. Running time: 88 MIN.
This is a strange autobiography in which the writer/directors appear as eccentric Everymen who behave like children.
One of them, Horvath, shows his friend apparently authentic 8mm home movies of his childhood; the friend responds with re-enacted autobiographical sequences.
All this material is extremely ordinary and uneventful, which makes the “real” scenes, in which the friends evoke the early, surreal short films of Roman Polanski, even stranger.
It’s hard to see what audience the black-and-white film is aiming for, but outside Hungary its chances seem to be nil, unless it becomes a cult item on the fest circuit.
Technical credits are modest.