This is an '88 adaptation by Philip Kaufman of Kundera's novel. I haven't read the book, but I've always liked the title. This title still remains one of the best things in the film, but the rest is not bad at all. For one thing, this supposedly American movie feels very European (=good). It is funny how all these non-Slavic actors are trying to speak with Russian accent but somehow tend to switch to French once is a while, especially given that the lead female, Juliette Binoche, is apparently French. It is also interesting not as a way to learn about the 60s, but about how people who lived in the 60s perceived themselves. Somehow though the Eastern European version of the 60s, at least as reflected in this film, is not nearly as inspiring as in parallel Western films/books/etc. Perhaps it was a uniquely Western thing and the Red Army was right to point this out to the sold out Czecks. The last third of this 3-hour film is much weaker then the rest, something to do with a dog and living on a farm. I did not get why it was necessary. The finale seems arbitrary.
And yet, this is in the Criterion collection, which means it belongs to the canon and a must see.
And yet, this is in the Criterion collection, which means it belongs to the canon and a must see.