This is a nostalgic and melancholic memory of underground solidarity typical of the Communist era. A poetic recording of a mass held in the deer-park of a princely castle is a background to which a folk song is sung and the singer's letter is read by a poet. Transparent and devoted to the moment and its joy, the film depicts a fragment of a meeting in the open air, identifying independent culture as a lively torrent, far from completed. And it seems that it may well include the nobleman and current Minister of Foreign Affairs, the Prince of Schwarzenberg.
—anonymous