This cinematic masterpiece from Eastern Europe slyly takes on the repressive Czech bureaucratic political system by cloaking its pungent criticism under the guise of a retelling of the Orpheus and Eurydice myth. It is one of the great films of all time. Did the nameless censor who stamped “approved” on this highly subversive work do so from carelessness, or was he or she a hero who put his or her status, even perhaps his or her life, on the line in recognition of Beat Me Daddy’s importance as a work of art?