The only film directed by art cinema owner Andi Engel this deals with the disillusionment of the 1968-1973 generation 20 years on, through the medium of a thriller. Keller, an already somewhat embittered and withdrawn former '70's radical, is called upon by his old comrades in a Baader-Meinhof-type organisation to assassinate a South American torturer who is on a visit to London. The film debates the use of violence as a means to an end, from the perspective of different individuals and generations. Largely shot on location in London, this allows Krabbe centre stage and he gives the best performance I have seen from him, as a man struggling with depression, disorientation and the loss of ideals.
Engel also co-wrote the film, a very promising debut which for whatever reason he never followed up. Perhaps it's the only movie he had in him, if so he did well to quit while he was ahead with this excellent piece of work.
Engel also co-wrote the film, a very promising debut which for whatever reason he never followed up. Perhaps it's the only movie he had in him, if so he did well to quit while he was ahead with this excellent piece of work.
