Dir.: François Velle; Script: François Velle, Mariusz Pujszo; Phot.: Hugues de Haeck; Ed.: Corinne Lapassade; Mus.: Vasilé Sirli; Cast: Stéphane Freiss, Maruschka Detmers, Mariusz Pujszo, Thierry Lhermitte, Louis Velle, Jacques Sereys, Pauline Macia; Prod.: Nicolas Velle, Koba Films, 124, rue des Rosiers, 93581 Saint-Ouen (France), tél.: 40 12 32 32, fax: 40 12 20 43; Sales: A.B. International Distribution, B.P. 95, 144 avenue du Président Wilson, 93213 La Plaine Saint-Denis (France), tél.: 49 22 20 01, fax: 49 22 22 16 .

After the fall of Communism in Poland, Roman and Edek Kowalski have come to Paris for fame and fortune. So far the intrepid brothers have found neither, surviving anonymously on odd jobs. Edek, a glassblower by trade, is deeply discouraged and thinks they might be better off returning home. At the airport, Roman has a brainwave. A driver is holding up a sign for a certain Olaf Nielsen. Edek, Olaf, what's the difference? Before they can mumble a few words in fake Icelandic, the brothers are being whisked by limousine to an international film festival in Reims. In this glamourous and throughly artificial world, everything is possible and the Kowalskis -- Edek is the great Icelandic director and Roman is his agent-interpreter -- get along swimmingly. The "exotic" charm of the foreign filmmaker amply compensates for his occasional gaucheries and thoroughly seduces the eclectic community of producers, starlets, film critics, Japanese distributors, agents, jury members and, especially, Elizabeth Adams, an international star, a real one. Edek thinks he's dreaming; Roman is in heaven. Edek, weakening, contemplates giving up the charade, but Roman won't hear of it. Anyway, as Elizabeth tells Edek, "When the public wants you to be a particular character, there's nothing to do; you must play the part to the end." But to what end? Hollywood or jail?