Jiří Bartoška, a charismatic glossator of the surrounding world and the owner of one of the most interesting domestic destinies of the past half century, was far from looking at himself admiringly in the mirror of memories. The president of the Karlovy Vary Film Festival vehemently rejected proposals for a biographical book or a film portrait, annoyed by the pathos associated with official versions of his life stories. All the more valuable is the bard's sympathetically informal interview with p...