Balazs JUSZT (MoonMan Pictures), Kevin COOPER (Amarok Productions)
A well-bred crook, a one-time street kid, a truant math genius, a tender-hearted clotheshorse, a Russian beauty, a Roma cocaine baron, a mute boxer, a Rasta inventor, an Erzsébetváros Little Prince, a retired yoga teacher, an ex-striptease dancer, and a chubby fitness guru… The stakes: Hruschev’s infamous UN shoe and a revolutionary invention. Cashflow is a frame-up squabble, a post-Soviet multi-cult, a downtown Survivor, a portrait of corruption, the dethronement of Columbiatorbágy petty monarchs, money laundering with water softener, a world where ”femme fatale” is written with Cyrillic letters because it is the school of life itself where manners are not taught, and where the end justifies the means, but neither the end nor the means is justified… it’s a road-movie meandering down the unknowable turns of fate. This path is not to be followed to reach the goal, but the goal can be reached since we have followed this path. Deep, ain’t it? The story takes place in the Budapest’s substratum, a murky world of its own that is teeming with financial predators big and small. Lurking among the bottom feeders is one syndicate that already can arrange most anything, but which now seeks to swallow a pile of cash sizable enough to control most everything. While chasing the money, they fight their way through the many obstacles thrown in their way both by the semi-legal business world and by their own natural habitat, the underworld. Viewing their adventures exerts a vicarious effect that raises the audience's adrenalin level and breathlessness to that of the protagonists themselves. Eventually, the gang recognizes that money only talks to those who can hear its rustle and jingle. To the rest it only says: "bye-bye".
Partners & financing
RTL Klub, Hungarotop, Karmatronic Records, Klub Publishing, Lancia, TEVA, Colorfront, Visionteam, Supersonic Film, Lloyd Studio, Erste Bank, Young & Rubicam, Hungarian Development Bank (MFB), Arago, Sándor Demján, Dr. Jeans