I candidly admit I did not quite know what to make of this film until I learned the backstory from Ephraim Katz's highly esteemed Film Encyclopedia. Apparently, this documentary was actually conceived and created as a kind of cinematic "endurance test" for young inductees into the Serbian armed forces. While I found this a bit bizarre at first, a brief recap of the film more or less confirmed it. For instance, the opening scene in this documentary is a five-minute static shot of shrubs and trees on an otherwise barren hilltop, which is then followed by a second five-minute static shot of what appears to be a large rock pile. This is followed by a ten-minute sequence of an horrendously bad oompah band, tubas and all, playing squealing out-of-tune music at a bone-rattling volume, and after that, there is another ten-minute sequence of three men in work clothes walking slowly down an endless hallway in some sort of nondescript workplace as they mutter inaudibly to one another, and so on. I believe the title of the film, Good Luck, is further evidence of the endurance test nature of this documentary. And if, after reading this, you still have the temerity to embark upon a viewing of this film, I have only two final words for you: Good luck.
Review of Good Luck
