I have little to no use for the Academy Awards, but every once in a while they manage to reward a truly great film, as when they gave Jiří Menzel's Closely Watched Trains the Best Foreign Film Oscar in 1968. Set in Nazi-occupied Czechoslovakia, the film humorously depicts the sexual growing pains of young Miloš (portrayed with perfect wide-eyed sincerity by Václav Neckář) as he half-heartedly attends to his post of apprentice dispatcher at a tiny train station. Milos is much more concerned with losing his virginity than with his duties or with the war, though reality (and tragedy) does eventually creep in almost by accident. Menzel worked closely with author Bohumil Hrabal to adapt his novel for the big screen, and the result is one of my favorite films to come out of the Czech New Wave. The "stamping" scene is one of sexiest things committed to celluloid, in my humble opinion.