I can't help but wonder how it is that so often one finds little treasures in the late night programme of minor TV channels. This black and white movie produced for television in the late 1960s is a brilliant satire on lower middle-class people and their foolish dreams of being rich, glorious and noble.
It's true that the whole plot is a little far-fetched and the development of Frau Krake, the creative housewife, happens a bit too fast. But once one gets involved into this charming little story, `real realism' steps to the background, and our interest addresses now only the absurdities that develop out of a meaningless little typing error, which, most probably, would not at all cost Lothar Krake's job, if he admitted it to his bosses.
What a pity that the only female actress in the whole film who is also the `heroine', Ida Krottendorf, chose a somewhat artificial and theatrical acting method which is pretty disturbing, at least during the first thirty minutes. Later, as Frau Krake goes through various states of mind, with a little tolerance on the viewer's side, one gets used to it.
It's true that the whole plot is a little far-fetched and the development of Frau Krake, the creative housewife, happens a bit too fast. But once one gets involved into this charming little story, `real realism' steps to the background, and our interest addresses now only the absurdities that develop out of a meaningless little typing error, which, most probably, would not at all cost Lothar Krake's job, if he admitted it to his bosses.
What a pity that the only female actress in the whole film who is also the `heroine', Ida Krottendorf, chose a somewhat artificial and theatrical acting method which is pretty disturbing, at least during the first thirty minutes. Later, as Frau Krake goes through various states of mind, with a little tolerance on the viewer's side, one gets used to it.
