Vakvagany

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Summary: Horrifying Home Movies
Review: Home movies filmed between 1948 and 1964, it is in grainy B&W. Opening images depict a Hungarian couple, recording one another. It is Europe just post-World War II. There are still buildings laying in ruins. Then it goes on to the couple: he films her and she then films him. Then eventually goes onto their offspring. And some scenes we would deem not appropriate for film. The film veers between the vintage home movies and the video commentary by expert witnesses. Some witness read perhaps too much into what is happening, and only one of them shows any common sense. The movie is underscored with haunting music during the B/W portions. The film maker did go to far, in breaking into the ladies home to film the last reel. While this film is disturbing to watch, it is recommened.

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Summary: Wretched and reprehensible
Review: I came across a reference to this film over a year ago on James Ellroy's website; the material sounded fascinating: 'found' home movies which seemed to depict questionable parenting, interpretative commentary provided by three respectable individuals, and follow-up footage of the surviving subjects. On finally viewing this work, I discovered some grainy black and white home movies which the most dramatically exaggerated interpretations could not make interesting, very awkwardly filmed contemporary footage (during which the repeated demands that the filmmakers turn their cameras off are ignored), long, long stretches of untranslated Hungarian, scenes of an obviously mentally disabled man being plied with alcohol to secure his cooperation and the subsequent public urination of said alcohol, and the breaking-and-entering of someone's home on the pretext of "assuring her welfare" and then refusing her repeated demands that they cease filming her and violating her privacy. In short, excruciating dull stretches punctuated by excruciatingly inhumane moments. I look forward to not seeing this movie ever again.

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Summary: troublesome for a number of reasons
Review: I cannot recommend this documentary, but I'm afraid that, like me, you'll find yourself drawn into it. Watching "Vakvagany" is sort of like rubber-necking when you drive by the scene of an accident; it's human nature to gawk at others' misfortunes. The scenario is truly intriguing: the directors comes across a family's often disconcerting home movies and attempt to track down the children in them. What they find are two badly damaged human beings who belong in a mental institution. We are left to decide if what we see in the home movies wrecked these people. Unfortunately, the directors enlist three "analysts," who spend far too much time trying to figure out the home movies and the children. They state the obvious, ramble, and over-intellectualize. Worst of all is the utter contempt the directors show for the now-adult children, going so far as to break into one's home. Even the music, some kind of neo-Hungarian cabaret, trivializes the daily struggles of Erno, the male child. Had the directors kept their vile attitudes out of the film, it would have been a solid documentary.

Rating:
Summary: troublesome for a number of reasons
Review: I cannot recommend this documentary, but I'm afraid that, like me, you'll find yourself drawn into it. Watching "Vakvagany" is sort of like rubber-necking when you drive by the scene of an accident; it's human nature to gawk at others' misfortunes. The scenario is truly intriguing: the directors comes across a family's often disconcerting home movies and attempt to track down the children in them. What they find are two badly damaged human beings who belong in a mental institution. We are left to decide if what we see in the home movies wrecked these people. Unfortunately, the directors enlist three "analysts," who spend far too much time trying to figure out the home movies and the children. They state the obvious, ramble, and over-intellectualize. Worst of all is the utter contempt the directors show for the now-adult children, going so far as to break into one's home. Even the music, some kind of neo-Hungarian cabaret, trivializes the daily struggles of Erno, the male child. Had the directors kept their vile attitudes out of the film, it would have been a solid documentary.

Rating:
Summary: troublesome for a number of reasons
Review: I cannot recommend this documentary, but I'm afraid that, like me, you'll find yourself drawn into it. Watching "Vakvagany" is sort of like rubber-necking when you drive by the scene of an accident; it's human nature to gawk at other's misfortunes. The scenario is truly intriguing: the directors comes across a family's often disconcerting home movies and attempt to track down the children in them. What they find are two badly damaged human beings who belong in a mental institution. We are left to decide if what we see in the home movies wrecked these people. Unfortunately, the directors enlist three "analysts," who spend far too much time trying to figure out the home movies and the children. They state the obvious, ramble, and over-intellectualize. Worst of all is the utter contempt the directors show for the now-adult children, going so far as to break into one's home. Even the music, some kind of neo-Hungarian cabaret, trivializes the daily struggles of Erno, the male child. Had the directors kept their vile attitudes out of the film, it would have been a solid documentary.

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Summary: Wow amazing how filmcrew can lead characters
Review: I'm hungarian and I understand the hungarian words in the movie. They were a terrible translations. The movie crew lead characters. It's amazing that this movie would ever be published / and shown on tv. I would have expected a much more from a "documentary". Facts instead of made up stories.

Rating:
Summary: Wow amazing how filmcrew can lead characters
Review: I'm hungarian and I understand the hungarian words in the movie. They were a terrible translations. The movie crew lead characters. It's amazing that this movie would ever be published / and shown on tv. I would have expected a much more from a "documentary". Facts instead of made up stories.