In this nihilistic Yugoslavian comedy, humor is intermittent at best. A series of loosely interwoven vignettes underscores the hopelessness and savagery of life on the mean streets of Belgrade. Drug dealers terrorize quarreling lovers, best friends kill each other with broken beer bottles and young anarchists hijack buses. And that's just for starters.
After years of brutal civil strife, it's as if baser instincts are all that survive among the populace. In the words of one cynic, "The Balkans are the asshole of the world, and Belgrade is a hemorrhoid." In its way, Balkan is intended as a balm for this uncomfortable situation.