Lace Group

An anarchist comedy of errors and terrors in the daylight and nightlife of ecclectic/electric Berlin today.

Oliver Rihs' second feature is a no-holds-barred assault on good taste and bourgeois convention; from its opening scenes, a chaotic scam in a posh restaurant (and the no-holds-barred hotel-room bonkfest that follows), to a trio of horny Turkish teens, looking to get laid at any cost - and not forgetting the disgruntled tour guide, loudly taunting her patrons while cruising along Berlin's River Spree - this episodic film gives a vivid sense of Berlin today: the sex-clubs, the Kreuzberg squats, the, er, amputations.... Shot in grainy monochrome, flecked here and there with odd, brilliant touches of colour (that credit sequence alone is worth the price of admission) it's a hardcore treat for the young and unshockable. Though, admittedly, even the latter might look askance at the scene between the Satanists and their comatose granny...