The kids
of the district grew up in constant rivalling and fights as their Gypsy,
Hungarian, Arab, and Chinese families engage in everyday hostility.
Yet Richie, the youngest of the Lakatos clan attempts to find a way
to pacify the Csorba family, and especally their lovely daughter, Jules.
As he soon reveals, the way to peace is through money, and that the
only way to make money is to have oil. So the kids take a timetrip to
the prehistoric age, and create their own oil reserves right under the
district. After their return the exploitation of oil begins, radically
changing the stance both in the school and in the general criminal environment
of the area. And their sudden success draws some unwanted international
attention to the district...
Directed
by |
Áron
Gauder |
Producer |
Erik
Novák |
Screenplay |
László
Jakab Orsós |
|
Viktor
Nagy |
|
Damage |
Original
music |
Zsolt
Hammer |
|
Ádám
Jávorka |
|
Alex
Hunyadi |
|
Spacecafe |
Animation |
Igor
Bóka |
Layout |
Szabolcs
Pálfi |
|
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The District's
a mate, one of a kind,
You took a knock and lost your mind.
See this tale of the town unfold,
A
house of cards in a land of gold.
You can't get lost, diggin' around,
If ya got the cash, you're safe and sound.
The cops down there don't fuck about,
Pay them off or just get out.
We all know where we belong,
Pimpin' and trickin' all day long.
Some new guy wants to get to the top
Don't cost much to give it a pop.
The gov'ment throws all sorts in 'ere,
Chinese, Arab, Gypsy, queer.
Everything looks grey and brown,
Take one card out and the lot falls down.
Cash makes a dash from hand to hand,
All addin' up in a promised land.
The shit we go through ev'ry day,
It's a bitch of a game, you wanna play?