Nacionalna klasa

By far my favorite film. This is what cinema should be, delightful memories. Best Serbian (and former Yugoslav) film.

Despite the somewhat lame plot this has aged rather well - mostly due to good all round performances from some of the usual acting suspects of Serbian cinema, who were in this instance given credible dialogues to work with and were backed by a steady and competent direction by Goran Markovic. The film also takes a fab and unique snapshot of the city of Belgrade in the late seventies, when life and times suddenly became more affluent and marginally less constrained by the country politics. Fuelled by a feel good disco soundtrack (which helped launch the careers of the likes of Aleksandra Sladjana Milosevic and Oliver Mandic amongst others), the movie introduces (albeit diffidently) what is probably the first gay character in Serbian cinema, and delivers a heartfelt homage to a little car with a big soul that tends to break down a bit too often - the famous Fiat/Zastava 750, at the time the most popular car in the country - and the most affordable. An hour and a half of very enjoyable local movie nostalgia depicting some altogether more innocent times. And you can also boogie to the tunes.

A racer and his broken car, his no-good mechanic, his pregnant girlfriend, his gay friends, his assistant in double-crossing the military officials, are the basic ingredients of this sparkling comedy. There is also a variety of supporting characters, ranging from owner of Chech car who is prosecuting our hero on account of the car accident, to high politician who should fix a purchase of an expensive racing car as a wedding gift to the racer and his girlfriend who is politician`s daughter. Meanwhile, racer has to manage to avoid recruiting, since he can`t stand the army, and the wedding, since he can`t stand the marriage. Overall, one fine comedy with inevitable race in the end, which can win or lose everything for our hero.

Being from Macedonia, a former Yugoslavian republic, I know that my perspective on this movie (and on the entire Yugoslavian cinematography )is slightly different from the perspective of a viewer that doesn't come from this part of the world. The environment in which the movie is located, the same environment that produced the director, the actors and the movie itself is very familiar to me.Perhaps that means that my views on this movie are biased, one sided and influenced by local traditions in film-making and life traditions in general.Nevertheless,in the next few lines I will express those views, because I really want to share with you, my friends, the pleasure that this movie brought to me. One more thing - people that don't speak Serbian can not experience the full flavor of the movie, for there is no translator that can transform the real meanings of some lines in the movie in any other languages. The movie itself is a bitter - sweet story of a free spirit a man can possess no matter how the society can try to put chains on him. Or vice-versa? How the society can put chains on a man , no matter how free spirited he is? Indeed, this idea of the authors is realized in a form of a brilliant con-texture of hilarious comical( satirical)scenes that honestly will make you roll on the flour laughing. There are characters in this movie that deserve to have special movies dedicated to them (as leads)- and I especially mean MILE- played by Gordan Diklic- a character that I would recommend to Adam Sandler, Chris Rock and Jim Carrey to gather one evening and watch and learn from. If there is a national cinematography that can paint humor on a movie screen while telling a sad or perhaps a tragic story( and this comes from a fan of the British black humor )it is the former Yugoslavian one.The strong artistic essence of the movie comes from the power of the entire crew did NOT CARE IF THE MOVIE WOULD BE A SUCCESS, meaning they did their job because they loved what they were doing.I guess that means that people in this part of the world and in this period of time had HEARTS, my friends, and I mean hearts the size of a mountain.The positive spirit is in the air all along the "ride" , even though we all know how the "ride" finished. Mixed emotions does indeed this film bring, but I guess we , the people of the Balkan, can laugh and cry at the same time. And it is not a easy thing to do, my friends. Watch the movie, experience one rich culture , one way of life that is so vivid in this movie. It can touch your soul.Really.

This film should be an example to young Serbian directors of today (Raso Andricu, are you listening) on how to make a quality light, youth-oriented movie.

"Nacionalna klasa" is basically about a young man's reluctance to grow up. It stars Dragan Nikolic as Brana Mitrovic a.k.a. Floyd, a part-time race car driver and full-time freeloader. He's 27, still living with his parents and gives an impression of someone who hasn't put in too many hard working days in his life. Movie follows him through 7 key days of his life during which he:

• tries to weasel out of mandatory military service by faking a kidney disease,

• frantically looks for money to buy new tires for his Zastava Fiat as he's got a big race on the weekend,

• is informed by his girlfriend Vukosava a.k.a. Silja (Gorica Popovic) with whom he maintains a very casual relationship that she's pregnant with his kid and wants to break up, etc, etc...

Movie introduces a bunch of supporting characters too, of whom the most memorable are Mile rent-a-bubreg (Bogdan Diklic) and an eternal film student (played by Aleksandar Bercek) at the Faculty of Dramatic Arts who seems to have it in for famous Spanish surrealist director Luis Bunuel. The right ratio of comedy vs. poignancy is maintained throughout, as to avoid the movie becoming either too frivolous or too preachy.

Will our flawed hero finally become a responsible adult or will he continue his womanizing, mooching and free-spending ways? Well, the movie doesn't say since this is not the kind of major transformation that happens over such a short period but by the end of the flick Floyd definitely doesn't look a care-free guy he did in the beginning of it.

As an aside, it is interesting to watch mid-to-late 1970s Belgrade in the background. This was a definite heyday of the communist, foreign-loan-fueled la dolce vita in Yugoslavia. National basketball team was winning European, World and Olympic titles, people were going to Trieste, Italy on weekend shopping pilgrimages in search of fashionable western merchandise and Goran Bregovic & 'Bijelo dugme' were introducing the mass appeal of rock'n'roll to Yugoslav youth. Unfortunately it didn't last, a slow but steady downhill ride commenced soon afterwards, culminating in what the entire world saw play out in the Balkans during the 1990s.