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As the turmoil of World War II engulfs Hungary, a Budapest eatery, Restaurant Szabo, hosts its own conflicts. Its restaurant owner, Laszlo, hires pianist Andras, and both men love Ilona, which is further complicated when their regular customer Hans, an SS colonel, begins to pursue Ilona's affections. (texte officiel du distributeur)

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anglais When it comes to the idea that books, music, or films can cause people to commit violent acts or suicide, I maintain a skeptical stance. Back in my childhood, there were films celebrating socialist work, yet I didn't turn into a workaholic. On the contrary, I steered clear of work whenever possible, only engaging in it when necessary. Hence, I believe it's only individuals who are somehow mentally unstable that could be swayed in such a manner, but even then, it's likely that anything could influence them, even falling leaves. The film surprised me, though. I anticipated a long, melancholic journey filled with romance and sorrow It delivered on that front, yet, I found it surprisingly entertaining. Perhaps it was because Ilona found herself in an unconventional relationship for the time, or because László stuck to his unique life philosophy. Everything that started off so oddly took on a completely different dimension over time. Erika Mározsán was a fantastic fit for the film; she looked nice dressed or undressed, and most of all when the camera focused on her eyes. The creators were slightly confused about the ranks of the SS, and I'm not sure about the shaved armpits, but I'm just nitpicking on details here. Overall, it's a long, slow, yet intriguing film with a layered message. / Lesson learned: Don't be selfish; share. ()