Another skilful german director Wim Wenders, started off with this little gem of a movie and with the most unusual coupling of subjects, sport and murder. This must have been a very odd film on its release and remains today a largely undiscovered obscurity. The picture has little to do with either of the subjects mentioned apart from the central character being a professional football player (in a lower league), who for some unknown reason commits an unprovoked and despicable act (of rape and murder). There is little comparison to anything else from it's time (or since), though Jim Jarmusch, later specialized in pictures where something and nothing happens (simultaneously). A fascinating study of a cold blooded killer but without the usual moral judgment attached. Go figure.
