Art does not arise just because the Artist thinks, what he does is Art...
A movie with nothing to say, where nothing happens. A nearly interesting melancholic atmosphere torn apart in in a whole nothing, which feels like the finger exercise of an arrogant film-student. Consequently shot in the total disregard of the audience. There is really nothing more to say about this technically well filmed waste of time. A very sad waste of an excellent cast, too.
But, hey. Sure it was some variety for Ms. Eggert to play in Marseille instead at the Jungfernstieg...
She better takes some real Holiday next time...
A movie with nothing to say, where nothing happens. A nearly interesting melancholic atmosphere torn apart in in a whole nothing, which feels like the finger exercise of an arrogant film-student. Consequently shot in the total disregard of the audience. There is really nothing more to say about this technically well filmed waste of time. A very sad waste of an excellent cast, too.
But, hey. Sure it was some variety for Ms. Eggert to play in Marseille instead at the Jungfernstieg...
She better takes some real Holiday next time...