[Music: Boban & Marko Markovic – UNMIK TITANIK theme]

[Text: Four years after the 1998-99 Serb-Albanian conflict, NATO’s 77-day bombing of Serbia and the UN administrative takeover of Kosovo, all Albanian refugees who fled the war have returned, but the tens of thousands of Serbs who fled peace still can’t move around Kosovo freely, let alone return to their homes.

In the capital Priština, only a 100 of them remain, out of 40,000 before the war. Evicted from their homes in June 1999, they had nowhere else to go other than to squat the “Yu Program” building, a downtown residential block formerly occupied by state officials. For only a few days, they thought…

Five years have passed, during which they never, ever, left this one-building ghetto, following hundreds of street attacks, beatings and kidnappings by Albanian extremists, who also took care to tear down all monuments, symbols and signs of Serbian presence in the city, and proudly displayed theirs.

That’s how things usually work in the Balkans, but this time this is all happening in the presence of 40,000 NATO-led peacekeepers, and only a few blocks away from the headquarters of UNMIK, the largest UN mission in the world.

Year after year, UNMIK’s reports are as enthusiastic as their video-game posters advocating “freedom of movement”. The only problem is that people usually don’t have two spare lives left…]

 

CAMERA:

Come here!

STEFAN:

Who, me?

CAMERA:

Show me something!

What’s that, next to the tree?

STEFAN:

This?

CAMERA:

No, that! What is it?

STEFAN:

It’s a balance…

I made it myself, for school.

CAMERA:

Shouldn’t it stand even?

STEFAN:

Yes, but… It’s not working very well… It should be like this.

[Tries to set the balance even, but one side always outweights the other]

DRIBBLING PICTURES PRESENTS

[WALK#1 THROUGH POST-WAR PRIŠTINA : DEC 31st ]

[Music: Boris Kovač – The Last Balkan Tango]

[Two boys playing football in the hallway of the Yu-Program building]

STEFAN:

Hey, what’s up! See our football game?

LITTLE STEFAN:

Do you want to film us a bit?

CAMERA:

What’s the score?

STEFAN:

We just started.

OK, film us a little…

“UNMIK TITANIK”

a documentary by Boris Mitić

CAMERA:

Who’s playing handball here?

STEFAN:

Nobody.

We all play a little…

JOCA, STEFAN’S FATHER:

He broke all the glass doors… Because he can’t play outside, only indoors.

CAMERA:

Who’s playing against whom?

JOCA:

He’s playing with his sister.

CAMERA:

And, who’s winning? Who’s the champion for this year?

JOCA:

Ask him!

MILIJANA, STEFAN’S MOTHER:

He’s younger, he always wins…

CAMERA:

Can you hold the ball in one hand?

 

SONG ON RADIO: KOSOVO IS SERBIAN, AND SO IT SHALL REMAIN…

CAMERA:

Does anobody bother you when you play in the hallways?

STEFAN:

Only the foreigners, they get mad when we kick at their doors.

CAMERA:

So what do you tell them?

STEFAN:

What can we tell them? We can’t go outside, we have to play indoors…

CAMERA:

What sports do you play?

STEFAN:

Football…

JOCA:

They tied a rope and made some sort of net out of plastic bags and they played volleyball in the hallway like that…

CAMERA:

Handball, basketball?

STEFAN:

Basketball yes, handball no.

JOCA:

We get TV PINK, RTS2, B92… Channel One is very bad… We watch mostly TV PINK and B92.

CAMERA:

Is there a video club in the building?

JOCA:

Yes, the kids used to run it…

CAMERA:

So, what happened to the video-club?

STEFAN:

Nothing, it closed down… My friends used to run it, not me.

CAMERA:

Why, people were not paying the rentals?

JOCA:

They took tapes, never returned them…

RADIO: ATTACKED AGAIN, KOSOVO IS THE GAIN…

CAMERA:

The girls say they don’t want to go to the Club with you because you didn’t invite them. Is that true?

STEFAN:

No.

JOCA:

There’s only two girls here. His sister and her friend from the 4th floor.

CAMERA:

Why aren’t they coming with you?

STEFAN:

They’re afraid. They say there’s no more soldiers, you’re gonna play loud music, the Albanians might come…

MILIJANA:

I’m gonna have a heart attack from these firecrackers… All day long today…

STEFAN:

It’s only starting, don’t you worry…

MILIJANA:

Please, don’t! Spare us!

JOCA:

Don’t hang on that!

MILIJANA:

Cheers! Welcome!

JOCA:

You really filled up that glass of yours, darling…

MILIJANA:

Yes, that’s my drink.

CAMERA:

What is your drink?

MILIJANA:

Liquor…

STEFAN:

20% alcohol.

CAMERA:

20%! And you?

MILIJANA:

No, it’s a stronger women’s drink…

[The basement grocery shop called “The one and only”]

BULAT:

Don’t tell people in Belgrade that we are drinking, here!

RAJKA:

If his wife sees him – damn – she’ll throw her glass at the TV and she’ll say: “Cheers!”

BULAT:

Hey, don’t record this!

RAJKA:

Wow! When you see her belly button… And she pulls in those pants… And those eyes, pretty like the skies!

CIGA:

When she pulls up those tangas and loosens her belt…

RAJKA:

What a babe…

BULAT:

When we signed that contract, we had to celebrate…

RAJKA:

Did you kiss her?

CIGA:

You bet he did!

BULAT:

I touchdown them all, no matter what they look like…

RAJKA:

Oh yes, I can see they all have stamps on their bodies from you!

BULAT:

If they don’t, ask them!

CIGA:

Don’t play with the devil!

BULAT:

Rajka, you’d better keep quiet!

RAJKA:

Why, who are you so that I can’t tease you?

BULAT:

Don’t get me started!

RAJKA:

Uuuuh, what a big womaniser you are! Your wife moved to Tivat, you couldn’t keep her here!

BULAT:

Shht! Hey, don’t record this!

RAJKA:

You’re drinking here in the shop, and she… If you were a man, you would have stopped stop her: Do you love me? Do you like me? Sit down! Then you get drunk and twingled up and you kiss on midnight and then… And you, what are you doing? Staring here at Ciga, at Zoran, at me… You’ll gain from Zoran, nor from Ciga… nor from this filmmaker guy!

CAMERA:

She’ll forgive him right away!

RAJKA:

No way, she’s gone!

CAMERA:

When she sees him drinking mineral water, she’ll come back straight away!

RAJKA:

What mineral water, “the Lover’s Dew?!”

[Two girls chatting on the staircase]

CAMERA:

Aren’t you cold?

STEFAN’S SISTER:

No.

STEFAN:

What are you laughing about?

CAMERA:

That’s your sister?

STEFAN:

One of these two, yes.

CAMERA:

It’s heavy, isn’t it?

LITTLE STEFAN:

I want to film a little. Let me go!

CAMERA:

You’ll drop it!

Ok, let’s go to your house.

Heavy, isn’t it?

CAMERA:

So, you’re gonna be here until 12?

STEFAN’S SISTER:

Until 11!

SISTER’S GIRL FRIEND:

Until 10!

STEFAN’S SISTER:

Until 11!!

SISTER’S GIRL FRIEND:

Until 10!!

CAMERA:

What will you talk about? Something special or just the usual?

STEFAN’S SISTER:

Something special.

CAMERA:

And would you share that with the camera?

SISTER’S GIRL FRIEND:

No.

CAMERA:

And what will be the general topic, if I may ask?

[Giggling]

NESHA:

Where are you going next?

CAMERA:

At your place, let’s go!

NESHA:

My brother’s not well, and my dad drank quite a bit…

CAMERA:

It’s not bad here… You don’t get the light in your face…

STEFAN’S SISTER:

We’re fine.

CAMERA:

Great… And if you were in Belgrade, where you celebrate New Year’s Eve?

STEFAN’S SISTER:

To a caffe.

SISTER’S GIRL FRIEND:

Or a discotheque, maybe.

CAMERA:

What’s the last time you went to a discotheque?

STEFAN’S SISTER:

Before… with our friends… then the war started.

CAMERA:

Wait a second, you haven’t been in a discotheque for 4 years?!

STEFAN’S SISTER:

No… [laughs]

[Four boys carrying a firework rocket]

CAMERA:

Who’s the leader here?

NESHA:

I am the group leader!

CAMERA:

Ok, leader, let’s go!

[We’re climbing to an improvised vista on the 6th floor]

STEFAN:

Here! You can see the whole city! The whole of Pristina!

NESHA:

Can you see? Move over, Stefan.

LITTLE STEFAN:

Let’s go down a bit!

STEFAN:

Wait, it’s too early… At ten o’clock, when it starts, the whole city is gonna be bright!

CAMERA:

How much ammunition have you got?

STEFAN:

As much as you need!

CAMERA:

So we’ll manage to defend ourselves?

NESHA:

Yes. But I doubt it.

CAMERA:

Yes but you doubt it!?!

CAMERA:

What did you do with that pigeon again?

LITTLE STEFAN:

We let him go, so he flew off… and he took a haircut.

CAMERA:

You’re not hunting pigeons, aren’t you?

STEFAN:

No, but… We didn’t have much else to do, so we caught a pigeon and put a firecracker on his neck…

CAMERA:

And?

STEFAN:

We let him fly away, then the firecracker went off …

CAMERA:

Did he fall down?

LITTLE STEFAN:

He crash-landed… without his head.

NESHA:

Here they are!

LITTLE STEFAN: Check out the sky!

STEFAN: It’s red!

LITTLE STEFAN: It’s not red.

STEFAN: It’s yellow and grey…

LITTLE STEFAN: It’s not yellow, it’s pink…

CAMERA: Were you here during the war?

LITTLE STEFAN: We were in the mood!

[laughing]

NESHA: What’s he saying?

STEFAN: He’s saying: “We were in the mood”…

LITTLE STEFAN:

Let’s go get our own firecrackers!

Light off the rocket!

STEFAN: No way, we’re waiting for midnight!

NESHA: Where are you going to be?

CAMERA: I’ll try to get into some apartments now …

NESHA: And at midnight?

CAMERA: Well… I’ll be with, for the firework!

LITTLE STEFAN: Ok, let’s go, in the mood…

CAMERA: Hey Stefan, why did you pour water on that old woman?

LITTLE STEFAN: I didn’t!

CAMERA: How come you didn’t when everybody says you did?

LITTLE STEFAN: I didn’t!

STEFAN: You gave her a bath!

LITTLE STEFAN: I didn’t give her a bath!

CAMERA: How did you score in school this semester? If I can guess, you had a B.

NESHA: That’s right. He’s my brother.

CAMERA: Oh… He’s really in the mood!

LITTLE STEFAN: Yes, all in the mood, right on…

Who’s hitting me?

CAMERA:

Do the girls come up here with you sometimes?

STEFAN: No.

CAMERA: Why not?

NESHA: Everybody’s horny here… God have pity on us…

LITTLE STEFAN: Yeah, brother!

NESHA: Let’s go down?

Ok, we’ll come back later

CAMERA: Cool.

[Going down]

LITTLE STEFAN:

Everything was cool, we were all in the best mood…

CAMERA:

Stefan, don’t pour water on me if you see me downstairs…

LITTLE STEFAN:

I don’t do that!

CAMERA:

Ok, don’t pour beer either!

NESHA: Hello Ana!

[Ana is an Afro-American UN worker living in the YU Program building]

Happy new year, Ana!

ANA: Happy new year! How are you doing?

NESHA: Very good!

ANA: What are you doing here?

NESHA: Nothing. Some pictures recording.

[In the “One and only” shop]

CAMERA:

What’s your favorite beer?

NESHA:

Heineken.

STEFAN:

We’re not drinking Efes for 50 cents like Bulat. We do the 1 euro beers.

BULAT:

Bravo! Bravo for you!

Here’s Drago!

They say Drago died! They’ve just passed on the news that Drago died!

DRAGEC:

I don’t know how to sing!

BULAT:

Just don’t cry!

DRAGEC: No! Give me this brandy!

CIGA: That’s not the grape brandy he asked for.

DRAGEC: You know what Tito used to say: Drago, fuckin’-o!

[At her doorstep, Stefan’s mother MILIJANA gives Nesha a wrapped up pizza and some cookies]

MILIJANA: Have fun, but don’t play loud music.

NESHA: We won’t, we’ll play only foreign music…

MILIJANA: Good, but again, don’t put it too loud …

[staircase]

CAMERA:

Where to?

GIRL IN THE BLACK DRESS:

To party!

CAMERA:

Wait wait wait, I follow up on that. Tell me where you’re going as we walk down.

GIRL IN THE BLACK DRESS:

To Dragodan Hill.

CAMERA:

At some friends’ place?

GIRL IN THE BLACK DRESS:

At some foreign colleagues of mine. It was a last minute call but then we realized they didn’t have any music so they came to pick me up.

CAMERA:

What music are you gonna listen to?

GIRL IN THE BLACK DRESS:

International. Maybe some Serbian music too, but quieter, near the end.

CAMERA:

Have a good time!

GIRL IN THE BLACK DRESS:

Thanks.

[She walks out; CAMERA knocks on a ground-floor appartment]

DRAGANA: Ciao!

CIGA: Hey, Boris!

DRAGANA: Please come in. Have a seat.

CAMERA: The YU Program menu, from the “One and only” grocery shop. With a special New Year discount!

CIGA: Don’t even mention it! There’s no discount whatsoever!

CAMERA: Only deferred payments!

CIGA: My notebook is full! … He said it himself : Write down – “Boris, 50 dinars”…

CAMERA: And your kid is in Niš?

CIGA: Yes.

CAMERA: And he’s five?

CIGA: Five and a half.

CAMERA: And him? [The boy sitting in Ciga’s lap]

CIGA: He just turned three.

CAMERA: Three! He’s quite big for three!

CIGA: He’s a grown up! Tell him how old you are!

OGI: Thlee! [shows two fingers]

CAMERA: But that’s only two!

CIGA: Well, we can’t make that third one stand up. Like this! Thlee! [shows him the 3-finger Serbian salute]

CAMERA: Wow! You too have an earring! One or two?

CIGA: Just one!

CAMERA: Can you see?

OGI [watching through the camera]: What that? Televizon?

CAMERA: A small televizon, for small kids.

OGI: Put something else…

CIGA: Put something else!! What else can he put on, stupid!

CAMERA: Wait, he was born here in the building?

CIGA: Yes, in 1999. He’s Dragana’s son.

CAMERA:

Do you know what your mom bought you for New Year’s?

OGI: Yes!

CAMERA: You know! Did you open your presents already?

OGI: Plesents?

ZIVKA: Did you opened your presents? Where are they?

CIGA: Thele!

CAMERA: And which one’s yours?

OGI: This one!

CAMERA: And the small one next to it?

OGI: This one is Katia’s and this one is mine.

Can I open it, mom?

DRAGANA: Not now. We made a deal.

OGI: When Santa Cause comes, ok?

CAMERA: Ok, I’ll come back later, after Santa Claus. Ciao!

OGI: Ciao.

[staircase]

CAMERA:

Wait wait wait! Where to?? Are you also going to Milica’s party?

STEFAN’S SISTER:

No. I am going to see my friend.

CAMERA: And where does Milica Smiljanic live, do you know?

STEFAN’S SISTER: Over there.

CAMERA: Straight?

STEFAN’S SISTER: Yes.

[CAMERA knocks on door]

PARTY GUEST: Who is it?

CAMERA: Ciao ciao!

PARTY GUEST:  Ciao. Don’t film!

CAMERA: Come on, why not?!

PARTY GUEST: Dooon’t!

MILICA: Don’t film now, the guests have not arrived yet!

CAMERA: Can I come back later?

MILICA: No no no, come on in and wait with us.

CAMERA: Should we have a toast now and then I go and come back later?

MILICA: Ok, as you wish!

[In front of the Club]

VASKO ANTENAMAN: There they are!

CAMERA: But they are locked in!

VASKO ANTENAMAN: How come they’re locked in?

CAMERA: I don’t know, they are locked from outside.

VASKO ANTENAMAN: Who locked you in?

NESHA: We don’t have a key! In 15 minutes!

CAMERA: Ok! I’ll at a quarter to twelve! At a quarter to twelve, for the fireworks!

[ALBANIAN HIP-HOP CONCERT ON THE CENTRAL PRISTINA SQUARE ; A KFOR MILITARY BAND PLAYS THE BLUES BROTHERS IN THE MAIN SPORTS HALL ; UNMIK INTERNATIONAL STAFF PARTYING IN NIGHTCLUBS]

[STEFAN rolls up the iron curtain and the CAMERA enters the Club]

STEFAN: Don’t film the food, they won’t like it!

CAMERA: My friends, it’s more fun here than in the square!

RADIO : THE YEARS ARE PASSING BY… DAMNED… SO AM I…

CAMERA:

How many have you got? What about you? What about you?

How many firecrackers have you got?

STEFAN: As many as you might need! If you need three kilos, I’ve got three kilos!

NESHA: Where’s my lighter?

CAMERA: Watch the candles!

STEFAN: Don’t worry!

NESHA: Where’s my lighter, I don’t know where I put it!

CAMERA: Go borrow one across the street!

NESHA: Now we will show you!

STEFAN: I’ll do it from here… I don’t really want to go upstairs…

NESHA: Is it snowing or raining?

STEFAN: Watch it! A firecracker!

NESHA: It’s not a firecracker!

Come on up, hey! Come on, Stefan!

Come on, what’s up with you?

STEFAN: They’ll fire at us!

[running up to the parking lot between the two buildings]

NESHA: Watch for the guns!

STEFAN: Look! They’re firing at our building! Come on!

NESHA: Let them fire.

STEFAN: Right on, Max!

NESHA: Wait, hold on, what time is it?

CAMERA: 5 seconds left! 4! 3! 2!

STEFAN: Run!

CAMERA: Get back, it’s about to go off!

[Their one and only rocket won’t take off.]

CAMERA: Fuck it, who will dare to pick it up now?

STEFAN: Nesha, let’s see what’s wrong!

NESHA: Somebody is gonna kill us…

STEFAN [to the camera]: Happy New Year!

RTK FAST FORWARD MIX OF TV NEWSBITES OF NEW YEAR CELEBRATIONS FROM ALL OVER KOSOVO

[in Goldi’s apartment]

GOLDI: Champagne… from Bulgaria. Vlajko brought it.

CAMERA: Bulgarian champagne and…

GOLDI: Serbian company!

MURVETA: We are giving you the Shar Mountain, with Albanians included!

VLAJKO THE UN BULGARIAN: But we don’t want it!

MURVETA: We’re offering it to you as a gift!

VLAJKO THE UN BULGARIAN: You can offer it, but we don’t want such gifts!

GOLDI: Only up to the Vardar river!

VLAJKO THE UN BULGARIAN: I don’t want one single inch of any foreign country!

MURVETA: Let them seek democracy from you, since they couldn’t find it here…

GOLDI: You don’t want anything, Vlajko? Only Niš, Vranje, Kumanovo, Bitola, Prilep…

MURVETA: I would lend you some Albanians, since you are such big democrats…

CAMERA: So that can get open access to the sea!

VLAJKO THE UN BULGARIAN: To the Black Sea!

MURVETA: Since we Serbs are all killers and agressors… Then you see them speaking on the phone in Belgrade…

CAMERA: What are they saying when in Belgrade?

MURVETA: Cka?! “What?!”, I think, in Albanian. “Jo, jo!” Bloody hell! I tell Nenad, do you hear this?! Nobody notices them, like air… In the main pedestrian street! Try to speak Serbian in Priština!

GOLDI: You heard it yourself?

MURVETA: Yes, I was with Nenad!

VLAJKO THE UN BULGARIAN: But the world doesn’t hear that, only what the media report.

MURVETA: Well that’s what hurts me! Because you are the fucking UN! A mafia!!

VLAJKO THE UN BULGARIAN: Why are you yelling at me?

[Everybody laughs.]

[The kids and VASKO THE ANTENAMAN are singing a Serbian military song in front of the Club:]

THERE GOES A SMALL BOAT

A MOTHER COMES TO REPLACE HER SON

“GENERAL DRAZA, WHERE IS MY CHILD?”

-HE IS PROTECTED BY SERBIAN BAYONNETTES

VLAJKO THE UN BULGARIAN [shouting from Goldi’s balcony]:

Shut up, Vasko, stop provoking!

VASKO ANTENAMAN:

Did anyone ask you anything? Get back in! Is this Serbia or not?!

VLAJKO THE UN BULGARIAN:

For God’s sake, be smart and quit those provocations!

[in Stefan’s apartment]

ZIVKA:

Remember last summer… They were throwing stones at Julija from the fourth floor, meanwhile Kaca and I walked out. They started swearing at us too. Ok. I go to KFOR — at that time they were still here — and I tell the soldiers: “Listen, bastards! You have 5 minutes to climb up there and arrest that guy, otherwise I am going to report you to your commander!” They went up and questioned him, but the next day Ciga’s and Julija’s car got smashed. They knew exactly…

MILIJANA: Til’ next year…

SUNCICA: God knows where we will be next year…

Last year for New Year’s eve we went to LM in the Caglavica enclave. But it’s sad for our generation – wherever you go, there’s only kids. …

MILIJANA: It’s not their fault that we’re getting old.

SUNCICA: No, but if somebody were smart to open in the enclaves something for us middle-aged people…

MILIJANA: From 30 to 45…

SUNCICA: Even to 50… I yearn for such a place. Noise really bothers me…

DEJAN: In the Club!

CAMERA: Come show me your room!

STEFAN: No! It’a mess! … Ok, let me clean up a bit. Five minutes!

SUNCICA: We are women, we can arrange something, make some salads, put some decorations…

ZIVKA: Yes, that’s what I’ve been saying for the last two years. We were saying, Milijana, that we could sit outside sometime…

MILIJANA: For a while we had meetings all the time…

DEJAN: But you get nothing from talking, I’m really sorry…

CAMERA: So, tell me! Who’s who in this room? Which one is your bed?

STEFAN: This one.

CAMERA: You put up these sports posters?

STEFAN: Yes.

CAMERA: Who put on this Jennifer Lopez, you or your sister?

STEFAN: I did.

CAMERA: And this is the broken VCR?

STEFAN: Yap.

CAMERA: And where are your toys?

STEFAN: Here they are. It’s enough for me, I don’t need more.

CAMERA: Wait, which toys are your talking about?

STEFAN: The rabbit… the billy-goat and the elephant.

CAMERA: The rabbit, the billy-goat and the elephant! Here’s the rabbit… the billy-goat and the elephant! What are they doing?

STEFAN: I don’t know.

CAMERA: Does the elephant have a name?

STEFAN: No.

CAMERA: Where did you get it?

STEFAN: I got it as a gift.

CAMERA: What do you know about elephants? Where do they live?

STEFAN: In Africa, in the deserts…

CAMERA: And what do they do? What do they need such a big trumk for?

STEFAN: To eat. So that they can fetch food more easily.

CAMERA: And why are their ears so big?

STEFAN: I don’t know about the ears.

CAMERA: But they sure look good on them!

STEFAN: Yap.

CAMERA: The goat doesn’t have a name either?

STEFAN: Nobody has a name.

CAMERA: You never thought about giving them names?

STEFAN: Nope.

CAMERA: Where did you watch the Basketball World Championship?

STEFAN: Here, on TV.

CAMERA: And, did you yell?

STEFAN: Of course.

CAMERA: Was that basket hoop in the courtyard put up last summer?

STEFAN: Yes.

CAMERA: Who broke it?

STEFAN: It’s not broken, we took it down ourselves because the Albanians were coming to play and to look for a fight.

CAMERA: Did you play ball with them?

STEFAN: Sometimes.

CAMERA: And? Who won?

STEFAN: We did, of course!

CAMERA: What club are you cheering for?

STEFAN: Partizan!

CAMERA: How do you get along with the neighbours across the street? Do you have problems?

STEFAN: They threaten us, they swear, they throw all kinds of stuff at us…

CAMERA: What did they throw at you?

STEFAN: At me? Potatoes, eggs, onions, bottles, jars…

CAMERA: Did they ever hit you?

STEFAN: No way, lightning never strikes bad weeds.

CAMERA: Gone!

STEFAN: Gone.

CAMERA: To see the rabbit …

CAMERA: Do you make some stuff yourself sometimes? Do you carve wood, for example?

STEFAN: I do, when I have nothing else to kill my time.

CAMERA: But time goes by slowly, doesn’t it?

STEFAN: It’s boring… There’s not much to do here…

CAMERA: What would you do if you were in Belgrade now?

STEFAN: Well… I’d never stay home, I would always be outdoors. Come back from school, eat something and straight out!

CAMERA: Even in wintertime?

STEFAN: Even in wintertime.

CAMERA: Even for New Year’s eve?

STEFAN: Even for New Year’s eve.

 

[Five minute close up shot of STEFAN, staring at the ceiling, lost in thoughts]

RADIO JINGLE: Quality music in two frequencies! 96.6 FM and 103.3FM!

The two best frequencies in the entire region- Radio KFOR!

[Music: Boris Kovač – The Last Balkan Tango]

[WALK#2 THROUGH POST-WAR PRISTINA, WITH STEFAN’S PET DOLLS IN FRONT OF THE CAMERA: JAN 1st 2004 a.m.]

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Walked, filmed, edited, written, directed and produced by Boris Mitić

“The Last Balkan Tango”, Boris Kovač, 2002, courtesy of Piranha Musik [www.piranha.de]

“UNMIK Titanik”, Boban i Marko Marković, 2003

Sound mix: Dragutin Ćirković, Slobodan Kricka, Branko Stojanovic

Editing advisor: Petar Putnikovic

Colour Grading: Aleksandar Stevanovic

Graphic Design and Special FX: Absolut1

Assistant Designer: Marko Cvetkovic

Additional footage: UNMIK TV, Pristina. Used by permission.

Extra narration available in a separate booklet.

Falimnderit: YU Program, Tanja, Andrea, Bane, Tedust, UNMIK TV, nq, r&r, BS

umesto Dragana

Epilogue:

[Music: Boban & Marko Markovic : UNMIK TITANIC theme]

[Text:  Three months later, the YU PROGRAM was suddenly attacked, looted and burnt.

The residents were evacuted at the very last minute by Swedish soldiers and transferred to the Gracanica enclave, 5km east of Pristina.

On the fifth anniversary of the NATO bombing, there were thus not a single Serb left in the capital of Kosovo, out of 40,000 before the war.

Between June 1999 and March 2004, over a thousand Serbs and Gypsies have been murdered or kidnapped, and over 200 000 have fled the province of Kosovo. Less than 2% have returned.

In the wake of negotiations on the final status of Kosovo, the UNMIK mission has entered its sixth “successful” year, the year of negotiations on the final status of Kosovo..

Bernard Kouchner 1999-2001

Hans Haekkerup 2001-2002

Micheal Steiner 2002-2003

Harri Holkeri 2003-2004

Soren Jensen-Petersen 2004-

NO ANIMAL HAS BEEN HURT IN THE MAKING OF THIS FILM

Suffer locally, think globally

 (c) Boris Mitic 2004

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