The Cremator
(1969)
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The Cremator
(1969)
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Rudolf Hrusínský | ... |
Kopfrkingl
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Vlasta Chramostová | ... |
Lakmé /
Dagmar
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Jana Stehnová | ... |
Zina
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Milos Vognic | ... |
Mili
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Zora Bozinová | ... |
Reinkeová
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Ilja Prachar | ... |
Walter Reinke
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Eduard Kohout | ... |
Bettleheim
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Jirí Menzel | ... |
Dvorák
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Míla Myslíková | ... |
Hloupá zena
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Vladimír Mensík | ... |
Manzel hloupé zeny
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Jirí Lír | ... |
Strauss
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Václav Stekl | ... |
Hudebník /
rozhodcí boxu /
majitel panoptika
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Helena Anýzová | ... |
Bledá dívka
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Jindrich Narenta | ... |
Nacista ve smokingu
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Marie Rosulková | ... |
Zena dozadující se rakvicky
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Kopfrkingl enjoys his job at a crematorium in Czechoslovakia in the late 1930s. He likes reading the Tibetan book of the dead, and espouses the view that cremation relieves earthly suffering. At a reception, he meets Reineke, with whom he fought for Austria in the first World War. Reineke convinces Kopfrkingl to emphasize his supposedly German heritage, including sending his timid son to the German school. Reineke then suggests that Kopfrkingl's half-Jewish wife is holding back his advancement in his job. Written by Will Gilbert
This film of Juraj Herj, like Morgiana, has a decidedly gothic feel. Karl Kopfrkingl, the owner of a modern crematorium gets creepier by the minute. At the beginning of the film at a family outing we see a snow leopard, peacock, tiger, snake, and a lion - Karl makes a comment that "cages are for mute persons." Later at a fair everyone else seems to be having a wonderful time; Karl looks quite glum. But when they enter a "chamber of horrors" exhibit, he's quite happy and intrigued while everyone else is shocked (it reminds me of one of Charles Addams' cartoons with everyone in a movie theatre crying, except for one man who seems positively overjoyed by the cinema situation).
In a sense, Karl lives for dying - or at least lives to compassionately cremate as many people as he can, releasing and purifying their souls for another life. He seems to have a bit of an obsession with Tibetan Buddhism, carrying with him a tome on the Dalia Lama's palace and Buddhist customs.
It doesn't take much flattery and cajoling by Nazi sympathizers to put Karl totally over the edge of sanity . . .
Quite an incredible film, with good use of wide-angle lenses and closeups to indicate Karl's increasing derangement.