La partition inachevée

few films are as old songs. this is one of themes. for the grace of performances. and for the touching meet with a lost word who, for us, people from East/Central Europe, is familiar in a strange way, for the stories of aunts/uncles, grandparents. this film does the old stories alive. not surprising. but useful. film about the second chance, it is the delicate exploration of an universe at its last days. with nostalgia, memories, believes, rules, laws. with its flavors. and, sure, with its unique pain. like an aura. it is difficult to say why this film is real special. it is easy to describe it as short history of a part of Europe. reflected in an ordinary life. so, a great film in profound sense.

Serbian Music Professor is on top of his world, he is celebrating a successful career and entering a restful retirement. He is well respected in his community and he loves those around me. He is a man at peace. Then, suddenly a small metal box turns his life upside down. In it is a photo of his birth father and his writings, one being a music composition. Then all of a sudden it seems everyone around him knew from his brothers and family friends that he was adopted. This sets Misha Brankov (Mustaf Naderevic) on an odyssey to discover his Jewish heritage and seek a way to tribute his parents while moving forward. This movie is amazing, in Serbian, it also chronicles a lost generation that was lost to the atrocities of the Holocaust. I saw this movie as part of the Atlanta Jewish Film Festival. dr. Wilson trivino

a film about seal of the past. a small discover as seed of fundamental change. an ordinary story about an old man front with his new birth. and a delicate challenge because the sensitivity of viewer is not always prepaid for not new fashion lessons.but the movie has two great virtues - the music, the bitter, superb music, Jewish at all and clear voice of need of transformation of memories in basis of present and Mustafa Nadarevic impressive performance. his acting is extraordinary but in a very special manner. because it is inspired game of nuances. because his face, his look contains thousand of testimonies. because the director does not exactly a homage to few people or for a place but a precise sign against indifference or forgetting. that is all.

There are endless stories of the endless horrors of world war two. Some flow with blood and action, others are overly dramatic or historically inaccurate. This is a film that is understated, evocative and very beautiful. Workers uncover a tin box on the site of a former Nazi death camp in Serbia. Through it, an elderly music professor, who had been spirited out of the camp as a child, discovers his roots. A simple idea for a compelling story plainly told, sensitively acted and beautifully filmed. It is a classic European film, shot with moody lighting under often sunless skies, creatively breaking all the gung-ho rules of Hollywood production. Not for you if you like snarling Nazis and their cowering victims. But if you appreciate the artful subtlety and inherent richness of good European cinema and watch a film to be involved rather than entertained, you will find few better than this. Not a great film. But a very, very good one.