At the beginning of the war in Bosnia, his life in his little village with his best friend Halil ( Nikola Pejaković), a Muslim, is generally quiet and reminiscent of that of a normal lifestyle in the countryside. The movie's main protagonist is Milan ( Dragan Bjelogrlić), a Bosnian Serb. It should also be noted that Srđan Dragojević shot some scenes on location in Republika Srpska (Serb inhabited part of Bosnia and Herzegovina), often in places that were former battlefields. According to this view, Bosnian Serb atrocities are shown with ironic flair, while Bosnian Muslim atrocities are shown with utter solemnity. However, the film also caused some controversy, mostly among Bosniaks and Croats, many of whom complained about its alleged pro-Serb bias and unequal treatment of warring sides, citing different depictions of atrocities. It was also the first Serbian film to show the Serbian side of the conflict involved in atrocities and ethnic cleansing - the title of the film is an ironic comment on the protagonists' activities in a Bosnian village.
The film won accolades for direction, acting and brutally realistic portrayal of the war in former Yugoslavia. Through flashbacks that describe the pre-war lives of each trapped soldier, the film describes life in former Yugoslavia and tries to give a view as to why former neighbours and friends turned on each other. The plot, inspired by real life events that took place in the opening stages of the Bosnian War, tells a story about small group of Bosnian Serb soldiers trapped in a tunnel by a Bosnian Muslim force (it is based on an article written by Vanja Bulić). A more accurate translation of the original Serbian title is "Beautiful Villages Burn Beautifully".
#Lepa sela lepo gore movie#
800,000 people went to see the movie in movie theatres in Serbia, a country of 10.1 million people. It is considered a modern classic of Serbian cinema. Лепа села лепо горе, Lepa sela lepo gore) is a 1996 Serbian film directed by Srđan Dragojević that gave uniquely bleak yet darkly humorous account of the Bosnian War. My heart is filled with sorrow."Beautiful villages burn beautifully " ( _sr. A mother with her four children fleeing from the burning cars in front of her and into the olive groves where she soon got surrounded by flames to be consumed by the fire holding her children in her arms…the bodies of all to be found near her burnt cell phone, on which she made that tragic last call to her husband left behind to save their house, telling him "we're burning, where shall I take the kids?".Old people unable to move, unable to get help, help unable to reach them due to the extra strong winds and the mountainous terrain…The site of ancient Olympia, birthplace of the Olympics, a site for peace and friendship among men for 2800 years, fortunately saved by the nick of time and the heroic efforts by firemen…and yet, the nearby grounds of the International Olympic Academy have been burned, as has the grove where the heart of Pierre de Coubertin, the founder of the modern Olympic Games, is buried…
#Lepa sela lepo gore windows#
Opening my windows a gust of wind brings ashes scattering all around, whirling little embers mocking me.ġ73 blazes across the country, at least 63 people dead by now and the figures are rising…People mourning for their loved ones and the toil of a lifetime. Whole villages have been wiped out of the map, worse than what the Nazis did during WWII when they vindicated sabotage attacks by local guerilla troops (and they did kill the whole male population of several villages, some in the same regions….). Yet never in a time of such affluent living, such peace and quiet, has disaster knocked upon our door with such vehemence and zeal. Through the millennia that Greek history spans, we have “seen” (if not with our eyes literally, through the tales of the elders and that elusive trait of deep seated knowledge that only people with equally long histories can understand) disasters of every magnitude possible: massacres, wild warfare, bombing and destruction of whole villages, invasions, slavery, civil conflicts, genocide, immigration, refugees and famine.
And the methods employed by forces unknown are warlike and fierce like nothing this sunny hard place has ever known. The unprecedented disaster can be likened to warfare. The smell of charred flesh and burnt wood knows no difference. One might argue that the title of this Serbian film from 1996 by Srdjan Dragojevic is about war (and civil war at that), while the recent bushfires in Greece have occurred in a time of peace.
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