Imagine a collage of three bad ARD crime scenes before, at least one with Manfred Krug, with attempted humor à la Louis de Funes. Imagine a patronizing narrator before that you again and again rubbed under his nose that he only track, the draft has to understand art and educate art theft (with very autobiographical features of the author). For this purpose a plot (what I say 'a', we take four to five plots), in which nothing, absolutely nothing comes together; , usually are with characters who remain pale and flat and unappealing always unaware and outrageous resolution. Then you have "The Art Thief" and I gave away a Sunday, which annoyed me so that I write this review.