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7.1/10
Senior Film Conservator
A definitive 7.1/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Dunaparti randevú remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you like old black-and-white comedies that feel like a breezy stage play, then yeah, maybe give it a go. It's got that specific 1930s charm where everyone is constantly in a rush to get to the next misunderstanding.
If you need high-stakes drama or visual fireworks, stay away. This movie is strictly for people who find comfort in predictable, snappy banter and fancy hats.
It’s all very light. The kind of film that feels like it was made to be shown on a rainy Sunday when you just want something nice to look at. Sometimes, the pacing hits a wall, and you realize you’ve been watching the same hallway interaction for a few minutes too long.
There is this one moment with Gyula Kabos that made me laugh out loud. He has that classic, nervous energy that just works, even decades later. He seems like he’s in a completely different movie than the rest of the cast, and honestly, that’s where the best stuff happens.
It reminds me a bit of the frantic energy found in The Perfect Woman, though without the same level of polish. It’s messy, but it’s kind of endearing because of that.
By the time the third act rolls around, the plot starts to feel a bit stretched thin. You can tell they were just trying to get everyone into the same room so they could wrap it up. It’s not profound, it’s not particularly clever, but it’s sweet.
It’s nice to see Zita Perczel holding the whole thing together. She has this way of looking at the camera like she knows exactly how silly the situation is. I wish the film leaned into that irony more instead of trying to play it straight so often.
Watch it for the clothes. Stay for the confused expressions. Don't think about the plot too hard, or the whole thing might just fall apart on you. 🎩✨