Montevideo, wir sehen uns

I loved this film, but there are some mistakes in it concerning the Brazilian team. In the 30's there were almost no African Brazilians playing football. In fact, the first one was Benedicto, playing for Vasco Da Gama and for the national team that went to Uruguai. My father used to tell his story, adding that after him, black players started being accepted. The Fluminense Football Club had a black player who used to paint his body with white powder so that he could play. It gave the team the nickname of "face powder", which is still used today. The clothes the players use in the film are wrong too. They are Brazilians after all, and not Africans. In spite of these mistakes, and many others, the film is very good and brings about many questions related to the world cup that still prevail...

Having recently watched the Wolf of Wall Street, the film was a wonderful reminder that not all has to be crass and vulgar. The film is full of charm and humour which I can only hope will not be lost in translation.

Hollywood should view this film and realise that there is much more to cinema than obscenity mixed in with blood and guts. To have made such a film on a Balkan budget speaks volumes for the producers, director, actors and editing staff.

Could there possibly be a third part - the return home.

Bravo.

At first I refuse to watch this movie. I wanted to save the impression about the story told in the "first Montevideo". No one could argue with that. But, then I saw the words "see you" in the movie's title, and I thought: that's reality calling all the visions, all the dreams to put up the fight with them. How long will the players stand for their team, how long will they truly play? When will they realize how big is that dream, how deceptive the illusions could be? Everybody knows that Yugoslav team didn't won the first World Cup, so they were defeated and somebody will say: they lost. So, their biggest dream didn't come true? How do we know that it was the biggest one? Maybe they've already accomplished that when they were chosen and came to Montevideo only to play football just for fun, for the love of the game... Is there some victory hidden behind the competitions, behind the money that tends to control all, behind the vanity... You'll never know if you refuse to watch, like I did, until now...

I am a football fan and widely travelled but I did not know the story of the Yugoslavia football team in the 1930 World Cup in Uruguay and I thoroughly enjoyed this film from start to finish. I am a little uncomfortable with the reference to the Yugoslav team being entirely Serbian but I acknowledge why it was referenced in the way it was and i empathise with the analogy if a British team competing was comprised entirely of Englishmen.

Superbly filmed, excellent dialogues, loaded with comic moments, touching moments of romance and suspense but I wonder if the romance was true between the Yugoslav football player and Dolores? In years there has not been a football related movie to get even remotely close to 'The Damned United' and the Brian Clough story but this, given it is a foreign language film, exceeds that and you are missing a jewel of a movie at your absolute peril.

It is a weird kind of agony that Yugoslavia beat the favoured nation Brazil in their first match which nation also supplied the reference for that eventful semi=final with Uruguay and the irony extends to the 1950 final when Uruguay beat Brazil on their 'patch'.

The film itself was in my view faultless but I would have liked some reference at the end as to what happened in the lives of those Yugoslav football players. Did they return to Serbia? By the way, reference to Coca Cola was a little odd because I thought the soft drink was not marketed aligned with Santa Klaus for red and white until the Christmas of 1936.

In one of the reviews I've read he/she complains having new flat TVin 1930. with Neymar on it.

Maybe you should consider re-watching a movie ones again, because when you saw a modern TV it wasn't 1930., it was present, having Stanoje (little lame boy) telling story at his old age to another man, who wanted to make a movie about it.

So... since you sh*t on the movie, which you obviously didn't understand, you should not give false information to others.

Great movie, but the sense of humor is not that easy to understand to non Yugoslavian people, since the translation is too literal.