This is a dreadful and almost unbearable drama about a doctor who discovers acupuncture and along the way falls in love with Senta Berger because she sows a button on his overcoat; I always assumed that Berger had other attractions, but as I write this I suddenly realize what the connection is, wow what a clever script.
Not only the subject of the badly written script is boring, Liebeneiner directs with disinterest - and who could blame him. The cast seems to be on heavy drugs, with the exception of Heinz Rühmann who has a fine performance during 30 minutes or so but can not save the film; and what is his character doing in Hong Kong anyway?
To add some realism and life to the film Liebeneiner shows an authentic heart transplant, suddenly making the film into a medical information film; what made him think that this is needed in a feature film? You might be needing acupuncture yourself to ease the mental pain when watching this dud.
Not only the subject of the badly written script is boring, Liebeneiner directs with disinterest - and who could blame him. The cast seems to be on heavy drugs, with the exception of Heinz Rühmann who has a fine performance during 30 minutes or so but can not save the film; and what is his character doing in Hong Kong anyway?
To add some realism and life to the film Liebeneiner shows an authentic heart transplant, suddenly making the film into a medical information film; what made him think that this is needed in a feature film? You might be needing acupuncture yourself to ease the mental pain when watching this dud.
