A film that there is none basically, because it shows our brainless sheep stove society as it actually is. One could be easily pass as documentation him so, not Frank and Roxy were there (brilliantly played by Joel Murray and Tara Lynne Barr), who move to a random encounter with the utmost passion across the country and promote the egomansten and allernervigsten representative of the afterlife. And the title could also also "God forbid Germany" hot, because we are no longer far away from the states in the country of our big brother. Again, pugs wielding blondes frolicking on the bachelor's couch, sucking ex-Laufstegwacklerinnen to jungle damp kangaroo testicles and decompose reality loosely Robert millionaires, egocentric Modeglööckchen, level free comedians and fäkalsüchtige Superstar viewfinder the last pitiful brain cells the media duration addicted nation. And as in the film, one has a normal thinking person absolutely no chance to escape this madness. Even if you use the TV as a monitor only when playing DVDs and Blu-rays and the daily garbage produced the television rabble not only leaves the room, one just this trash in conversations with other people is hammered into the consciousness. And, and that's the most frightening because it is considered a deranged nerd when one dissociates himself from these stars, news and celebrities and of their trailers. No no, that the newsrooms of private broadcasters consider at all necessary to report that the dog of Paris Hilton has pooped in his new Louis Vitton bag or Britney Spears has scraped the right nipple while jogging to the red carpet, is sick. .. That the army denkdebile front TV screen that is worth knowing is sick ... That makes this bullshit nowadays central theme of interpersonal conversations is sick ... The film takes on the final absurdity - it must indeed, how could otherwise come from the low number, after the procedure of the "cleaner" is not entirely legally compliant (which I personally find very sad!). Unfortunately, there is no legal way more, this company ulcer to be rid of it. Such films would certainly help, but the few who understand them and therefore have to find good, the bad diagnosis of our critically ill society already know anyway, and wherever else is anyway lost. One point deduction, because the movie scenes as something bad draws. This could have been with a little variety can implement quite exciting and more fun in the methods of cleaning and a little more Flippigkeit by Roxy. Nevertheless, thumb straight up for the successful experience, with his ideas not to be alone ...
