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Ladislav Jakim, Pavla Novotná, Jan Vostrčil, Vladimír Pucholt, Pavel Sedláček, Zdeněk Kulhánek, František Kosina, Josef Koza, Božena Matušková (mehr)Inhalte(1)
Im Alter von 17 Jahren fängt der junge Peter zu arbeiten an. Sein neuer Boss eines Selbstbedienungsladens gibt ihm nur knappe Anweisungen, doch auch im Privatleben, scheint er immer den “schwarzen Peter” zu ziehen… (Verleiher-Text)
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Für mich persönlich ist Der schwarze Peter vergleichbar mit Formans späterem Film Der Feuerwehrball (nicht thematisch, sondern eher von der Atmosphäre her). Der Film spiegelt sowohl die Probleme eines Teenagers als auch die Beziehung zu seinem Vater wider, die nicht immer rosig ist. Der Film ist an vielen Stellen sehr humorvoll und witzig - siehe die Szenen mit Vladimir Pucholt oder die Szenen aus dem Laden - was die dramatische Linie ausgleicht. Manchmal störten mich die allzu realen (vielleicht sogar improvisierten) Szenen, die dem Film innewohnen und für die tschechischen Filme von Forman charakteristisch sind, aber ich persönlich bin eine andere Art von Schauspielerei gewohnt, was nicht heißen soll, dass es etwas Schlechtes wäre. Kurz gesagt, ein typisches und anschauliches Beispiel für einen tschechischen Film der Neuen Welle, der auf Szenen aus dem alltäglichen Leben und dem "Schauspiel" von Jan Vostrčil, Vladimír Pucholt und Ladislav Jakim basiert.
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– May I ask? – They’re not playing. A timeless portrait of a young man at a crossroads and a statement on the cyclical world of intergenerational misunderstanding. Forman’s first collaboration with Papoušek (and third with Passer) offers a series of beautifully unforced semi-improvised dialogue scenes (or monologues by the father, the model old-school patriarch). We could criticise Black Peter for its uneven rhythm (which, for example, Menšík took charge of in Loves of a Blonde), but the agony of awkwardness and embarrassed silence, which has no end, fits in with the effort to show youth without idealisation, as it really was (and probably still is) – hesitant, dependent, without ambition. The young protagonists don’t have role models whose example they could follow and they are unable to motivate themselves to do anything, and they don’t have the capacity to make decisions on their own. Petr either can’t or doesn’t want to be a store security guard watching over customers or a hardworking labourer. The only thing he’s interested in is Aša, who isn’t much interested in Petr (unless she needs some pickles from the store). With its dramaturgical laxity (several loosely connected episodes without any significant development of the plot or of the protagonist), the film goes as far as some experiments of the French New Wave (e.g. Breathless). However, the resulting effect is diametrically different – an approximation of reality, not destruction of it. The termination of the cycle of Peter’s minor embarrassing situations leading nowhere and his father's grand moralising speeches with a freeze-frame shot (disrupted by one peculiarly apathetic look), similar to the “freezing” of the characters in Intimate Lighting, is worth a thousand words. 90%
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"May I ask?" - "But they're not playing..." - "Oh well. Then I'll come later." Even today, there are people like Vladimír Pucholt's model tatar Čenda. And anyone who has not experienced the feeling of slight loss on the journey of life has not experienced puberty. And precisely because of that, this experience from the position of an impartial observer is such a comfort.
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A symphony of awkwardness, banality, everyday stereotypes, naivety, adolescent youth, and the rudeness of adults. In its time, this film literally represented a revolution because it broke all the ideas of what a film script and an engaged film should be. Today, it represents a classic for me that has not lost any of its impact even after half a century. The creators of the British series The Office brought this style to perfection, creating a much more compact work, where adolescent immaturity doesn't play a role but rather emphasizes the rudeness and awkwardness of adult characters in responsible positions. Overall impression: 75%.
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After every other film from the Czechoslovak New Wave, I wonder how it’s possible that we’re not extinct. *** I still have an amusing memory of Black Peter from my university days, when at a college party a classmate glowingly explained the principles of the CNW to Indian and Korean students, which culminated in everyone high-fiving each other for immediately watching Black Peter, with the catch that I, who signed on to do the subtitles for the TV series, would translate it simultaneously. The Erasmus students picked up chips and beers and excitedly spread around the room in anticipation of the comedy that their classmate (perhaps Miloš?) had promised them. Sometime around the dialogue "Shall we dance?" "But there's no music." "Well, I'll come again." they had definitely become convinced that I didn't speak much English and was just making up the lines from scratch. So they slowly began dropping off, establishing a base on the balcony behind a wall of apologetic smiles. We finished the film with a classmate who kept insisting I keep translating from the English, even though there was no one to translate for. I didn't even mind, because as the Erasmians disappeared, so did the ban on smoking in the rooms. What was that classmate's name...?
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Miloš Forman's first feature film, where you can see how perfectly he captured the characters of our small world. Some scenes are almost absurd and sound magical, especially in the sense that we also have similarly nonsensical conversations among ourselves. This film so wonderfully reflects the times... But it's quite amusing that even after 50 years, it hasn't lost any of its relevance. We still encounter similar people, and we're still forced into similar situations.
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