Köszönöm, hogy elgázolt: A Bizarre Rom-Com Logic Trip

Is this thing worth your time?

Honestly, only if you have a soft spot for weird, old-fashioned European comedies where logic takes a backseat to charm. If you need your movies to make sense or have characters who behave like real human beings, steer clear. It’s for the folks who like those dusty, black-and-white romps where everyone is shouting or singing at the top of their lungs.

The whole premise of Köszönöm, hogy elgázolt is basically a psychological minefield. Our lead is a broke singer who steals a car, hits a girl, and then they fall in love. Like, okay? I guess Stockholm Syndrome is the vibe today. It’s not exactly the meet-cute you’d see in a modern flick.

There’s a specific scene where the girl is just... fine after getting clipped by a vehicle. She’s acting like he brought her flowers instead of a fender-shaped bruise. It’s played for laughs, but I just kept thinking about the insurance paperwork. 🚗💨

The Vibes

The movie moves fast, probably because the writers knew if you sat with the plot for more than ten seconds, you’d realize how insane it is. It reminded me a bit of the frantic energy in 9:25. Przygoda jednej nocy, just with more singing and less noir angst.

The cast is doing a lot of heavy lifting here. They have that old-school, theatrical style of acting where every facial expression is dialed up to an eleven. Sometimes it’s endearing, other times it just feels like they’re trying to communicate with someone in the back row of a massive theater.

• The car theft scene is surprisingly incompetent.
• The dialogue sounds like it was written to be shouted over a loud orchestra.
• Gyula Kabos is, as always, doing his own thing entirely.

I can’t help but compare the general 'everything is going wrong but it’s fine' energy to Little Man, What Now?, though that one had way more emotional baggage. Here, the baggage is just the guy’s stolen car. 😅

It’s not a masterpiece. It’s not even a particularly good movie by any real standard. But there’s something about the way it just refuses to acknowledge how terrifying it would be to be hit by a car that makes me respect the audacity. It’s a weird relic. Don't look too close at the plot holes, you might fall in.