František Černý and Karel Holas take a trip through the colorful history of a band that keeps breathing, rehearsing, searching, and discovering. The documentary was made in 2018, when Čechomor celebrated its 30th anniversary. In the band's home recording studio on Barrandov Hill above Prague, the filmmakers did not find any fame-weary "distinguished artists" resting on the laurels of past successes, but instead met energetic and enthusiastic young men, František Černý and Karel Holas, who are currently working on something new...

It is a film consisting of six short stories, which mostly tell in a black humorous, ironic, often bitterly bitter form about an ancient curse, human infidelity, strange deviations, an unexpected miracle and hypocritical forgiveness. They have their own pointed structure, specific atmosphere and way of processing, and yet they pass on motives to each other that communicate with each other and observe the same things from different angles.

Documentary maker Jan Holman follows the ultrafamous singer/songwriter Jaromír Novahica during his tour with the band Cechomor. The combination is very succesful, but it draws a heavy toll on the band members and Jan Holman.

The year 2013 was an unbelieveable year for the Čechomor music group in so much as it has celebrated playing twenty-five years of top quality Czech Music. Those twenty-five years have been truly magnificent! Filmed in Český Krumlov during the group's 25th Anniversary summer tour, this video enjoys the casual summer atmosphere as we listen to unforgettable songs such as Zločin, Slunéčko, Mezi Horami and the legendary Proměny.

A film about various forms of drugs – American cinema, rock music, and heroin. Together with the protagonist, we experience the bohemian life of young filmmakers, shocking erotic experiences, and the first drastic attempts with drugs. From the initial cool experiment with drugs, we then go through hell and purgatory. A good friend can help with the return, but so can the will to start over, to forgive those who (perhaps) wronged him, to realize that I am mainly to blame for everything...