It's nighttime in Prague, 21 August 1968. Soviet troops and tanks are occupying the city - random attacks, soldiers shooting, bodies lying dead on the sidewalk. With an impromptu crew, the director (Karel Roden) captures some unique evidence - material which is, however, worthless in occupied Prague; it has to be shown to the rest of the world. So, while the Soviets are concocting false reports of heartfelt receptions without military resistance for propaganda purposes, the director sets off on a risky trip across the closed Czech-Austrian border to Vienna.
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It's not great by any means, but it's a pretty good movie that didn't leave me filled with regret for investing time in it.
The joyful confection is coated in a sparkly gloss, bright enough to gleam from the darkest, most cynical corners.
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It is neither dumb nor smart enough to be fun, and spends way too much time with its boring human characters.