Czech, please

Obsluhoval jsem anglického krále (I served the king of England)

Crit

Golly, is this ever not an American movie. Imagine the pitch: "The love of the hero's life is a sympathetic young woman who has one little drawback: she's an ardent Nazi. Oh, and she pretty much seduces him to Nazi sympathies too."

A remarkable film that is whimsical until it turns serious until it turns dark until it turns grim . . . and then it's sorta whimsical again. How the hell do you get away with that (not to mention the sympathetic, even heroic, Nazi wife)? Great faces, great acting (particularly Ivan Barnev and Oldrich Kaiser as Jan Díte as a young and middle-aged man, respectively), some literally fantastic images.

Oh, and probably the highest count of pulchritudinous naked women I've ever seen in a film. I wouldn't call the nudity gratuitous, exactly, but it's not without prurience, either. However, the one sequence that seems the most gratuitous at the time--about twenty Aryan breeding stock romping on the lawn and in the pool--turns out to have an extraordinary ironic payoff.

Trailers

• Happy-Go-Lucky--Yup, the reports are accurate: Sally Hawkins is easy to fall in love with, maybe impossible to resist falling in love with; eager 4.
• Third viewing of Morning Light trailer; it's not growing on me.