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KAREL RODEN JAN SAUDEK PHOTOGRAPHER ACTOR No one wants to know the truth.

- How's that? - People want fantasia.

- Fantasy? - Fantasia.

I want to know the truth. The truth is interesting to me.

Hm... painful. We can't torture people.

Life is not a stroll through the rose garden.

Fine, but we'll rather inflate it a bit, OK?

The wife is in fact one's closest relative, right?

And to sleep with one's closest relative is, in fact, incest.

And it's a criminal offense. So watch out.

Though I do have the feeling that it does happen sometimes. Chin up. Don't move.

Got it.

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THE PHOTOGRAPHER

- Done. Gorgeous. - I can't anymore.

- Jan, I really have to pee. - So run.

Thanks.

Excellent. Beautiful. Done.

Thank you.

Freely inspired by the life of the famous Czech photographer JanSaudek

THE 90s

Jan lets us peek into a world of his own desires and fears,

and gradually we arrive at a world more mysterious,

the world within our very selves.

Could I ask you for a few words as well, Jara?

Jan, don't give up on who you are. Be yourself.

Friends, don't worry, if you feel ill through the exhibition.

Let that nausea go! The pictures are washable!

But seriously now. I want to salute every woman in my life

who, strenuously and in vain, tried to uplift me, sustain me and make me famous,

pull me out of the ditch and yank me away from other women

simply, to bring me on the right path. It didn't work.

But there's still time! Don't give up.

- Bravo. - All the best.

- Hello son. - Ciao.

- Hi Jan. - Hello beautiful.

- You already saw the photographs? - I saw them. -Splendid.

- Hey dad. Ciao. - Hi.

- Hello. -Are you dating someone? - We're all friends. I'm not like you. -No?

Would you like one?

No. Thank you.

Klarka, you alright?

- May I offer you? - Thank you.

- We're leaving. - I didn't finish my drink.

- You'll have one on our way. Don't make a scene here. -Me?

- Pardon us. Thanks. - You're a jealous man!

- Regards. - Regards.

When are you going to surprise us with something new, Maestro?

What new? Shall I photograph helicopters perhaps?

You've moved nowhere since your last show.

But I'll love to move... like this. Or perhaps like this.

- Or I can move this way. - A new direction would be enough.

Every new thing is an old and well forgotten one. Farewell.

Farewell.

Why, in your opinion, must a creator always come up with something new?

Creation isn't about records, is it?

If we don't understand something, we kill it or ridicule it.

Or we silence it with banal demands!

- Daddy! Ciao! - Wait... Hi.

Hi.

What are you doing? Practicing Yoga?

Did you recall you have a family?

You're painting again? That's good.

My, my... the rare visit.

- Hello. - So how long you'll stay? -A little while.

Marketa? I had some negatives here.

You know about them?

Did you put my negatives somewhere?

Mom, dad's asking about something.

I had all my negatives here. Where are they?

- Do you hear what I'm asking? - He's asking! So he is asking!

- You should confess! - To what? -To all your filth!

You know what? Give me back my negatives!

You took them?

First, you pay. Either you'll live with us or you pay!

I can't anymore, understand? I'm alone here on everything. Always alone.

I've given you everything. The house is in your mom's name. What now?

That was our lifesaver!

The commies would've taken it. You were selling to the West illegaly.

You were all too happy about at the time.

It wasn't dad's fault he was banned.

- A million! - What?

A million. I don't want to watch throwing our money away with the sluts.

- A million, and you can go! - Look. Can we talk normally, calmly?

- I care about you all. - Calmly, huh?

- The whole time you're off with sluts! - Who cares about the sluts.

He takes them around the world, buys them cars!

You're not normal, get it?

- Mom! - Please, calm down.

Don't touch her or I'll call the police!

You...

- Hello. I'm Liba Holy. - Holy Liba. Come in.

- We spoke this morning. - Yeah? I thought it was someone else.

I'm a bit out-of-it. Come in, since you're here.

- Why did you call so early...? - I know you're an early bird.

Girls, Liba - a lady I don't know.

Hello.

Come in and don't you worry, no one will bite you.

Hmm... hello.

Come in. Some liquor?

- It may trick your shyness. - I'm not shy.

Not even champagne? Look, the bottle, in contrast to me, seems very trustworthy.

- No, thanks. I don't drink. - Are you sick? -I hope not.

- Sit. - Thank you.

I like being my own boss and not being bossed by alcohol!

I only drink when I get something from it. Like sex.

Don't you worry, it won't happen today. There aren't enough candidates here.

So, how can I serve you?

- You me? Rather how can I serve you. - Right now? I'm in!

I admire you very much!

That's so sweet.

- I'd love to work for you. - As a model?

What would you want to do? Jan has plenty of all.

That depends when. Not always.

- Jan, don't say that. - Calm down, ladies, calm down.

How about to stop by for tea and a small talk?

Thanks, but my husband has a gastric flu.

That's a shame.

I wish him calm... meditation.

I'm a good organizer. I'm not afraid of meeting with authorities.

- I like to arrange stuff. - Ciao, my girls. Come here.

- Oh, I'll nestle here and... - Jan, no more photos today?

I don't know. Ask Alice.

- For me this is lost time. - I'll leave too. -I'm sorry. Don't go.

Girls, I'll escort you. Come.

The girls are here for the shoot. Are you doing it?

- No. I don't want to do it. - Then work on the plans.

I have to take it to the gallery tomorrow.

- Christ, can't we postpone it? - Excuse me. I'm not afraid of any work.

- Even the unpleasant kind. - Drop it.

- I've no other work than that. - I'm a village girl. I like physical work.

Do you like teamwork? In a good team?

Where often there are team contacts?

I have a good team.

And very often I call for general gatherings!

I will not be your audience! Do you hear me?

- Gathering bulges out... What are you saying? -I'm too good for this!

Klarka, you've never been and never will be an audience.

I don't want to be here. No!

I'm canceling today. Get dressed. No more photos today.

Don't take them from me. I'm much happier when I'm not alone.

You spoil everything, Alice.

- Jan, where's the toilet? - The toilet's in the WC.

She wants to do my work. You can't just hire someone off the street.

Jeez, those kinds they come and go...

Don't waste time with her. You need to be fit in the morning. Pick me up at 9?

We'll come back here. And don't drink anymore.

So girls, home. Move it.

Bye... See you... Bye.

You're still here?

- That's it for today you may go, okay? - You have a water leak over there.

You're a water worker, a water-witch... a bewitching liar?

I'm studying management. Water is as costly as gasoline.

Listen, you're somehow dangerous.

Tell me, my dear, who sent you here?

- The KGB? - They haven't been around for some time.

Not that long. They still have power.

I know you have a lot of wonderful people around you.

But for some difficult things a man is on his own.

All things are difficult. Except for easy women. But even those can be heavy load!

- Do you want me to wash the dishes? - Let's leave it all till next time.

You'll see, Jan. I'm a good workhorse.

Jan?

So I'll call you tomorrow, okay. I'm calling tomorrow!

You don't take my call.

I was passing by so I stopped.

- You don't take my call. - What happens?

A thousand things, but you only have time for your women!

- Calm down. -I'm not calming down. - Relax. I'm here purely for work.

Work? It doesn't bother you, fucking a married man?

- I'm not screwing him! - You're embarrassing, you scarecrow!

- Pardon me! Step aside! - Who are you telling "step, aside"?

- I'm telling you... - Don't let her provoke you.

- Now its my fault, right? - Come on, Alice.

- Why me? Why just me? - Alice, I...

I don't deserve it. I'm the only woman you haven't touched.

I made a point among us that sex and job don't mix.

But getting my face smashed for nothing, that's not fair.

I'm very sorry and...

My wife is nervous about me and...

...she's not a bad person, really.

Let me see. I'll help you.

- It's my fault. I'll yank it... - Ouch...

Yes... and from the little foot we take off the little stocking.

Show me. I'll wash it here.

I soaked your belt... this...

Alice, you've got a beaver.

You've got a beaver. Amazing. You never said anything.

Jan...

I've got you. Easy.