A home-care nurse by profession, the rhythm of Vlasta’s life is determined both by the needs of her patients and those of her husband and grown-up daughter. Often enough her efforts earn her more resentment than gratitude. When a piece of plastic pierces her abdomen in an accident, revealing Vlasta’s insides both literally and figuratively, she is forced to reconsider her relationship to herself and those around her. From shots of slivovitz to migrating frogs, all the wistfulness and desperation in the world can’t erase the significance of life’s mundane moments. Indeed, the dry humour employed here acts instead as a liberating counterweight in this loosely strung series of scenes and encounters set out in the Czech countryside.
A home-care nurse by profession, the rhythm of Vlasta’s life is determined both by the needs of her patients and those of her husband and grown-up daughter. Often enough her efforts earn her more resentment than gratitude. When a piece of plastic pierces her abdomen in an accident, revealing Vlasta’s insides both literally and figuratively, she is forced to reconsider her relationship to herself and those around her. From shots of slivovitz to migrating frogs, all the wistfulness and desperation in the world can’t erase the significance of life’s mundane moments. Indeed, the dry humour employed here acts instead as a liberating counterweight in this loosely strung series of scenes and encounters set out in the Czech countryside.