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How I got to act in the best worst movie of all time

A film like a blatant drug trip.

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How I got to act in the best worst movie of all time

A film like a blatant drug trip. In which techno god DJ Hell happily plays a completely dumb pop idiot, more mullets walk around than in any film of the 80s and Lars Eidinger has by far the smallest role. That doesn't sound so bad at first. There is such a film; and I can play in it. "Shine, bastards

The first film by Ruhrpott legend Gerrit Starzszewski surprisingly slammed in around half a decade ago, at least in a nostalgic Ruhrpott silk balloon that, thanks to globalization and structural change, has long since burst throughout the republic and does not stop at academics. Without a budget, without a professional cast (apart from a few exceptions), because the idea is what the title promises: pot originals.

Starszewski walks through the streets of Bochum and babbles at people who seem so original to him that they shouldn't really exist anymore. "You look like you have to be in my movie." In the pot, that's an honor. Also for me, a native of Bochum, when he asked me.

This film was made over several years, which was due to Corona, but also to disputes about image rights, many scenes had to be produced from scratch - all without a budget. Luckily not my scene. On a bright morning long before Corona in an old stadium in Dinslaken near Duisburg. I play a sports reporter. To this day, I still don't understand why Reinhart had to be called Reinsteck.

It's my job to report on a dramaturgically important football match while the hooligans freak out behind me, and at the end I undress roughly for joy. Showing the game in pictures would have been more complex and expensive. Clear. We shoot the scenes over and over again, multiple camera angles. Every detail has to be right, the director knows in advance exactly what it will look like.

What I didn't think: This force of dozens of screaming men, topless, bald and bengalos, that can be intimidating, meanwhile I'm not so sure if everyone still knows that this is a film set. At some point everything is in the can and nobody suspects that it will be another three years before the premiere can come.

This then recently rose in a Bochum multiplex cinema. Four cinema halls well filled, home game. Even from a distance I can see hundreds of guys in tracksuits around the cinema with porn bars under their noses and cheap regional beer in their hands. And women who call themselves chicks, pink make-up, skirts the size of banknotes. I refrain from using the term abcult because everyone rightly hates it. But, sorry, it would fit. The film's clichés translate into reality, so much so that it hurts. A glorious pain.

All the actors are there, VfL Jesus, DJ Hell, a former gas station attendant and a man who can balance several well-filled beer mugs on his head at the same time - and does so all the time. Then the film: Two hours of clichés, shame, humour, voluntary and involuntary. The cinema rages, burps, throws popcorn, empties beer crates (how do you get THEM smuggled in here?).

the story It doesn't really matter, but on the side: It's about murder, cheating with old, smelly footballer pants that are sold to fetishists as sexy women's underwear, about football and about a man who is going through a character metamorphosis. He is a pop bard and sings in supermarkets.

It's also about sex and music (which, by the way, is quite unironically sensational!). In general: pictures, music, editing - the design is extremely well thought out. This is the only way this film can be taken seriously. But what happens within the professionally produced scenes is often bizarre nonsense. This is also intentional.

"It's the best worst film of all time," says Gerrit Starszewski. And there's a lot to be said for it. Also the playful mood of his amateurs, some of whom do it surprisingly well. Cameo appearances by former Bundesliga pros, Lars Eidinger, cartoonists and the maker himself keep the film fresh.

So, let's get to the target audience. Who is the strip made for? If you love the Ruhr area, you have to see the film, because it is a (not exactly tender) declaration of love. Whoever hates him must see him, because everything he hates will be confirmed to him. And if you haven't cared about the pot so far, you have to go in twice, because everything in the film is exciting in a bizarre, sometimes disgusting way - and real. Yes, the movie is bad. And it's just as bad as a movie like this has to be. And that's what makes him so good!

For cinema dates: https://www.pottoriginale.de

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