Can I Be Your Bratwurst, Please?

Jeff Stryker's 'bratwurst' is tickling everybody's fancy. All the guests at a Hollywood hotel have all sorts of fantasies set in motion at the sight of Jeff. We have a Marilyn Monroe look-a-like, a leather-man with a little white dog and the hotel-owner's mother all craving for Jeff's flesh, but the ultimate fantasy is played out at the Christmas dinner table.

Can I Be Your Bratwurst is a very funny short. Rosa von Praunheim knows how to make a film work and this time it's fun.

A campy, stylized ode to play(ing). The acting is rich and tasty. Everything about this work is wonderfully delightful. The cabbie of the stars has so many great lines I couldn't keep count. (A video/DVD rendering should be ok, so hopefully one will appear.)

I saw this on TV and was drawn to it only because of the obvious: a chance to see whether porn 'actor' Jeff Stryker can actually 'act'. And, oh yeah, I was also hoping his best asset - his famous penis - would get a chance to act too!

Well, this short film desperately wants to be a John Waters-styled comedy and it fails. Yet at the same time it is strangely compelling; probably because of how bad it actually is. Unfortunately Stryker's acting is 'stiff':