Another word is also very classic, "My happiness often comes from my misfortune."
Last In the evening, I watched a movie based on Herabal's novel, "I Serve the King of England". I found that the Czech movies I had watched were almost all wonderful.
A simple story of the struggle of a small character is still set in the time between before and after World War II and the Prague Spring. Relying on cleverness, hard work, and luck, a little man finally went from a sausage seller to a restaurant waiter to a restaurant chief waiter. He was admired by a German Nazi soldier and became her husband to become a millionaire. The restaurant, however, went into a cell because he became a millionaire. After leaving the prison, he took over an abandoned tavern and began to remember his life. The plot is absurd and makes people laugh from time to time. There are a few interesting clips:
a merchant who sells meat grinders, likes to spread money one by one on the floor of the room, looking at the colorful banknotes, intoxicating himself.
In a famous luxury restaurant in Prague, the Czech general ate N turkeys, drank N bottles of wine, and played with 4 girls overnight, before leaving. After the general listened impatiently to the hotel manager's list of bills, he took out a thick pile of money, and only used a few to pay the bills. The remaining pile of money was stuffed with one to the waitress and one to the waitress. After being a small man, the general looked at the thick pile of money left in his hand, and simply stuffed it all into the small man and left in a cool manner.
The little man is a romantic man. Every time he has sex with his beloved brothel girl, the girl’s body is covered with flowers and delicacies. Since then, he has easily captured the girl’s heart. The romantic scene in the bed is very similar to the scene in "Mrs. Chatterley's Lover." It seems that men think that flowers can please women.
After the German girl Lisa got married with the little man, in order to respond to Hitler's call to create a superior race, she said one day that I might be pregnant tonight. So went to bed with the little guy. When the little man was busy, Lisa stared at the portrait of the leader on the wall with pious eyes. Suddenly, Lisa's face grew a beard and became Hitler's face, and the little man collapsed. Of course, this is just an illusion of a little man.
Later, the luxury hotel became an excellent Aryan breeding center for Germans. The task of the little man is to take good care of the girls who are used for breeding. In front of them, he was not considered a man at all. The girls often walked around naked in front of the little ones. The laughter of the naked girls was very surreal.
On the day of mating, the girls in white gauze and the men in military uniforms lined up one by one and walked into each room to complete the glorious task of cultivating the next generation arranged by the head of state. The atmosphere is quite solemn. .
The little man became a millionaire by relying on the stamps Lisa found from the Jews, but Lisa died. The little man finally realized his dream and opened a restaurant. He got caught up with the habit of a meat grinder merchant, and he pasted the banknotes on the wall one by one, almost covering the entire wall as a decoration.
One day, the little man was still putting money on the wall, and two people with socialist red armbands came. Tell him that everything in the hotel belongs to his father-in-law, and he asked in surprise, is this chair I'm sitting on not mine anymore? The red armband further told him that the millionaires were all caught in the cell, and the little man emphasized that I am also a millionaire. Ask, how much money do you have? The little one replied, I have 15 million. The red armband said that if one million is off for a year, then you have to go to prison for 15 years.
After the little man entered the cell, he saw the former rich men sitting together honestly, immersed in the work of pulling loose feathers and feathers. The little man also took a bag, still sitting aside humbly as he did when he was a waiter.
Hrabal is such an interesting old man. It turns out that the Czechs know better than the Chinese how to be poor and happy
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