The past 12 months have not been as fruitful for everyone equally. Although 2021 was on the whole successful for Polish cinema, there were also great disappointments.
The director of the greatest was Wojtek Smarzowski, who returned to the big screen with The Wedding (‘Wesele’), a story about contemporary Poland, painful history, and the genocide in Jedwabne. In telling this story, Smarzowski sacrificed drama and truth on the altar of political and historical education. His film was marked by a journalistic tone and an unbearable paternalism towards his native audience. He painted a caricature of Poles and treated the story as an axe for hitting the head of unsuspecting viewers. Although Smarzowski remains the most important filmmaker in Polish cinema from the last two decades, this only makes his latest effort certainly the most painful film disappointment from recent months.
Amongst the film failures of the past year, a special place goes to Autumn Girl (in Polish ‘Bo we Mnie Jest Seks’, literally the more provocative ‘Because There is Sex in Me’) by Katarzyna Klimkiewicz, the long-awaited film biography of Kalina Jędrusik. The story of the ‘coloured bird’ of the People's Republic of Poland, a sex symbol and one of the most unobvious artists of Polish cinema and the communist era, here is transformed into an unfulfilled feminist fairy tale. In a tale about one of the most interesting Polish women of his era, Klimkiewicz also reveals his own idea – instead of a story about independence, he serves us a story about a woman addicted to men's decisions and deprived of any efficient energy. And although the film portrait of Jędrusik tries to defend itself thanks to the great acting of Maria Dębska and the directorial style of Klimkiewicz, it still turns out to be a disappointingly conservative work. A pity.
The third of our big disappointments, Mateusz Rakowicz’s The Getaway King (‘Najmro’), also leaves us unsatisfied. Inspired by the real-life Zdzisław Najmrodzki, a criminal famous for his numerous escapes from justice, Rakowicz’s film turns out to be a riot of colourful scenes and spectacular gags, but devoid of script discipline and drama. Although there has been nothing as equally stylish in Polish cinema in 2021, the script shortcomings make it a classic illustration of the excess of film form over dramatic content.
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