Film

The Good Soldier Švejk

Name: The Good Soldier Švejk
Genre: Comedy, War
Released: 1957
Cast: Rudolf Hrušínský, Eva Svobodová, Josef Hlinomaz, František Filipovský, Miloš Kopecký

Satire

A 1957 Czechoslovak comedy about a drafted Czech everyman whose cheerful incompetence and innocent scheming become the perfect weapon against military bureaucracy. It's a picaresque romp through wartime absurdity, episodic and joyfully chaotic, played with brilliant deadpan timing. For anyone who loves subversion wrapped in a grin.

TMDb rating

3.8

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