In the summer of 1959 Béla Kreuzer - a loader and gambler - is handcuffed and arrested. He is placed in detention and at first he thinks this is because his dubious activities on the ... See full synopsis »
Hofi Géza was for the Hungarians, what George Carlin was for the Americans, or Coluche for the French. Since the death of "Hofi" they were waiting for the next coming, the Heir. In the beginning of the 2000s it seemed that Mr. Fábry could be the one. He excelled in stand up, he was nicknamed the Patter machine. He dared opposing the power using brilliant jokes. He got his own talk show, he became biased, criticizing always one side (the commies) and his talent slowly started to fade away. Quantity ruined quality. For over 15 years now he broadcasts dry, humorless propaganda. Pointless drivel on his past experiences, adding gipsy jokes, and later when it was required, migrant jokes. Mr. Fábry touched rock bottom (and he is still down there), after becoming court clown of the 2nd Orbán regime. Now he has a new/old show "Fábry" that is very similar to the old one (not on IMDB, yet).
Mr Fábry lost everything he once stood for. The only thing keeping him on screen (and in the radio) are the owners of the public broadcast channels, who of course are the servants of the regime. A sad end for a brilliant start. An artist should never lay down to the power. Submission kills the talent.
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