Nazi Pop Twins

A documentary presents facts without the opinion of the person who made it. This movie is all about the opinions of the guy who made it. The entire time the guy is obsessed with talking to the grandmother who has lost her faculties. Getting an old woman who doesn't know what she is saying to be on his side is all this guy cared about. Total garbage.

This so called "documentary" is not in fact a documentary. It doesn't document real fact from Prussian Blue's lives. Instead, this documentary is just an expression of typical hate. Hatred towards people that don't blend by their ides. Not to mention the insults brought upon their family calling them "disfuntional". Hatred is old, as old as humans. It will never stop existing and no law on earth can control people's feelings and sentiments no matter how "offensive" they are. The producer doesn't understand Prussian Blue therefore it hates their band, call them names and claim that they are the hateful ones. Don't watch this "documentary" because it's nothing neutral about it, it's just hate and anti-Prussian Blue feelings coming out from hateful people.

Like many teenage girls dream of being, Lamb and Lynx Gaede are twin sisters who are a pop music duo who have achieved international recognition. However the twins are not actually that successful but have achieved infamy more than fame as duo "Prussian Blue" – named after the chemical residue that some claim is proof that the Holocaust never happened. With a pro-white and racist agenda the girls are managed by their mother April. To get to know the family more, filmmaker James Quinn spends a year with them and sees some aspects of their life that concern them.

The clean and "innocent" sight of the Gaede twins first came to my attention through a Louis Theroux documentary looking at white supremacists. And it is in a similarly styled approach that I met them again as James Quinn lives around them for a year. The subjects are of course interesting and the film immediately hooks the viewer by wisely putting the grandfather right up front, since he is by far the most obvious "freak" in what is essentially a politically incorrect freak show. His talk of "mud people" is shocking but really he is a harmless caricature used to draw us in to the more sinister April. She is a little more canny as she pushes this agenda through her daughters.

This makes for a pretty interesting film but you can see what Quinn is after and you can sort of feel his frustration that he doesn't totally get it. He obviously has the same theory as the majority of us – which is that Lamb and Lynx are not really free to make their own minds up and are simply the image of their mom. At times cracks show that indicate this very clearly but the walls never really start to crumble, never mind fall. Hence towards the end Quinn is forced to hit as hard as he dare to make it happen. The confrontations are not as sharp as I would have liked because Quinn does get stuck in – something that Theroux tends to do better by hanging back and drawing the subject out towards him. In Quinn's case the result is more of an argument than the "reveal" I would have preferred.

It does still have value and it is quite an interesting film but I did end it feeling that I had not learnt a great deal about the subjects or about any wider point. Extremists always make for fascinating viewing due to their nature, but in this case Quinn cannot manage to force his way through the cracks that he manages to expose.

This documentary is many things, but mostly it is sad. Now I remember seeing these girls many years ago in some other documentaries, the best one was with the British journalist Louis Theroux. Back then it seemed the twin girls were the Devil incarnates's. The truth is finally realized that it is the mother that is the monster. She has filled her children's minds with nothing but hate for their entire lives. The best part of this documentary is not how disturbing it is that there are people that still believe that Hitler had the right idea and that The Holocaust never happened, it's the fact that the girls are finally starting to think for themselves and just beginning to reject the complete backwards thinking they were told was the correct way of thinking. They are just now seeing that racism makes you a hateful, unhappy, and sick person. I have a feeling that in a few years when the girls are of legal age, they will have nothing to do with there Nazi mother. This is a portrait of what absolute racism really does to a person, and the definition of the worst sort of mother manipulation there is. How this woman is even allowed to keep her children is something I don't understand. If there was ever a documentary to show what damage teaching the so-called "Nazi Ideals," can do to children and their families, this is what to watch. Racism makes you a hateful, unhappy, and sick person.

"Nazi Pop Twins" may not be the most subtle or deep of all possible documentaries about this topic which has been the subject of a lot of sensationalism over time. James Quinn, while clearly in the right as far as his views, does become very confrontational towards the end of the film and, repellent as her other opinions are, he makes April Gaede almost seem to have a point about his coming in with an agenda.

The two twins who make up Prussian Blue are so closely guarded that a documentary about them as people seems impossible, and they are instead revealed through snatches of conversation that they seem eager to let slip when their mother is not around. What Quinn does capture well are a number of disturbing scenes that reveal their mother's unpleasant and manipulative personality as she tries desperately to keep up appearances while the people around her lose patience with her.

In addition, a number of scenes in this documentary point at a fascinating story in the confused reactions of other people -- from average people in a bar to skinhead rockers -- to the cognitive dissonance of hearing sweet young girls sing about Nazism -- and maybe that's the documentary Quinn would have been better equipped or served to make.