Austrian movies have a certain something, "the" something that the renowned Silentium earlier this year managed to communicate to the audience. The something, well, it is this slightly morbid, self-conscious and a little mischievous attitude of Austrian actors and directors. There is a saying "The Austrian has a close personal relationship with his pimples", which must sound quite amusing outside of Austria.
While all this adds a certain charm to local productions, c(r)ook fails to deliver it, and that is mainly because of it's German cast, which -as usual- fails completely to trade on anything that is not German. Moritz Bleibtreu is a welcome change of pace, but all the other Germans, were they really necessary? There is even a cheesy voice-over to camouflage Duringer's Viennese accent for the German audience, which is so completely annoying that it almost made us quit the movie and leave. 6/10
