2023-06-18 07:00:00
That would be an exciting question: which “crime scene” team has the most souls on their conscience? The deviation from the average death rate (currently 175 people in 90 minutes) could easily be calculated, but then a differentiation would still have to be made according to the type of death. When it comes to those bored to death, the Swiss episodes are unassailable, but the race is getting tighter when it comes to the lethal excitement about too much political correctness. Probably nobody laughed their heads off on Sunday evening. This is said to have happened to the Dane Ole Bentzen in 1989 (the scene with the fish swallowed alive and the fries in the nose) while watching the actually cracky crook comedy “A Fish Named Wanda” – largely created by Monty Python co-founder John Cleese ).
It will probably not happen again this Sunday, the Stuttgart investigators are too fine for British slapstick, even on drugs. But that doesn’t mean that the crime grotesque, which takes place over the course of a night and in which the actors get involved with obvious enthusiasm and in which somehow even food is played with, is from bad parents. Not at all. These parents are called Wolfgang Stauch, who wrote the excellent book, and Shirel Peleg, who succeeded in directing it in an elegantly funny way that never falters. The joke comes à la “Fargo” from the ambush, rolls up rather slowly and gets bigger, faster and crazier.
Who is cheating on whom here?
Even the case dynamics are terrific. Swabian pig farmers who, with their own righteousness (“It’s morality that makes us better than them”) want to play in organized crime and patiently explain to even the toughest guys that “there used to be real money for it e Sau”, that has wonderful barn charm. The fact that the breeder Dieter (Klaus Zmorek), his wife Beate (Therese Hämer), who suddenly smelled big money and suddenly did her nails to Dieter’s silent horror, and the dumb son (Valentin Erb) are not always green, that’s not at all sometimes the case has a lot of potential for hilarious complications. Especially since you shouldn’t cheat Swabians, funny as they are. And certainly not pig farmers with in-house slaughterhouses: They have their own lightning-sharp weapons.
With the precision of an egg timer, an intricate plot unfolds, in which, in addition to the peasants who feel betrayed and who change the rules of the game on their own, all sorts of people are involved: an obscure Asian restaurant, lousy gold-chain mafiosi from the Wilder Mann nightclub (“Open Dusk Till Dawn” says it). as a small greeting in the direction of Robert Rodriguez and Quentin Tarantino), his gripping landlady (Rilana Nitsch) and a coked dead man, of which only the head is left. To top it all off, “a very big – big dog” bit into it. Money bags and pressure cookers will soon change hands. For a long time it was unclear who was cheating on whom here, but it seems inevitable that there will be a big bang that night.
A stoned commissioner
The fact that the film is called “The Night of the Commissars” is no coincidence and draws attention to the other side, the one who still really believes in morality, but first has to wake up from a coma: Commissar Bootz (Felix Klare) and pathologist At the beginning, Daniel Vogt (Jürgen Hartmann) picked up his colleague Lannert (Richy Müller), who was standing next to him. Drugged by whoever, he goes through the frenzy of intoxication that lasts the entire episode. Smiling sheepishly, he sees all the events as if through a lava lamp and hardly remembers what he must have found out that was suspicious. In a flash, however, details keep shooting into his head. At times clingy, at other times rebellious, the drugged man makes life difficult for the tired colleagues, but at the same time Bootz and Vogt know that the key to solving the mystery must be found in the midst of Lannert’s hallucinations. So they drag the insane one with them. Supervised investigation, so to speak.
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Stauch, Peleg and the actors, who were probably happy to finally be able to play something other than “Where were you on Wednesday evening?”, succeeded in creating characters with just a few scenes that have individual contours: lovable characters who you can tell right away that they spent their whole lives together, as police officers, as pig farmers, as liquor crooks. One would like to watch all of them longer. There is also a good selection of fresh and atmospheric film locations, such as Durlach’s fully chromed American Diner restaurant. It’s also clever to make it clear in the first few seconds that a usual “crime scene” (including the suspect’s bulletin board) is already over and we’re in the process of being resolved; our trained brain routinely fills in the gaps.
Humor in this country will never reach Monty Python level. As far as the originality of the ways of death is concerned, this “crime scene” can almost keep up with the iconic “Wanda” moment – stuck in the fresh runway concrete flattened by a steam roller (“I’m sorry I ate your fish”). And with a couple at the airport secretly wishing them well, this delicious episode ends as well. No boredom for ninety minutes, that doesn’t happen that often.
The scene of the crime: the night of the commissioners runs this Sunday at 8.15 p.m. in the first.
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