Parakalo, gynaikes, mi klaite...

This 1992 film was directed by Stavros Tsiolis and Christos Vakalopoulos who unfortunately died of cancer a little time later. The film tells the story of a painter of religious paintings and his apprentice who are hired by the town council of a small town in the Greek province to restore the paintings of their church. The painter and his apprentice begin their journey, arrive to the town, meet with all kinds of people, make philosophic conversations, do almost everything except getting their job done, but this doesn't matter at all. As the Greek poet Kostas Kavafis writes in his poem "Ithaki". what is important is not reaching the destination but the journey itself. This is exactly the case in the film. There is a strong comic aura in the film and the plot flows smoothly without the film becoming boring or "pseudo-sophisticated", something that was happening in most of the Greek films of the 80's and early 90's.This film reconciled me with the Greek cinema.