Rouge sang

This movie is very funny indeed. Maybe it's an attempt at film noir with feministic background that has gone terribly wrong. Maybe the comic elements have been intended. Maybe it's a political statement with nods to Godard. The plot depicts a group of young woman that decide to kill their boyfriends if they insist on a relationship lasting longer than five days. Actually it's pretty entertaining, although all characters are talking and acting in a VERY weird way, resulting in some german reference books calling it a science fiction-movie set in the future, although there are no hints in the plot that justify such an assumption. Anyway, the guy who wrote the dialogue MUST have been on drugs: "If the condition to change society is a change of the weather, then we have to change the weather. This is not impossible." You get the idea, although this may have been a very bad translation.

The dialogues are ridiculous but not in a funny way, the story is absolutely unbelievable and the actors are lousy. I watched the whole film once but not another time for sure

I do not know how to describe this awful German mess from 1970. All of the actors apear to be comatose. Thomas is a man with no apparent source of income who runs into an ex-girlfriend named Peggy. Uschi Obermaier is the lead and was one of Jimi Hendrix's girlfriends in 1968. The skinny woman lives with four other women and they kill their mates after just a few dates.

Thomas crashes at their pad and drinks all day. The women make a bomb and set it off in some fields as a warm-up to greater things.

The old VW Beetle shows up throughout the film and the leads drive one partially into a body of water.

One of the worst movies that I have ever watched. Do not repeat my mistake.

The film is okay, not outstanding. It helps that Uschi Obermaier plays the female lead and that the strange (conspiratorial) plot has some period color that I like.

To avoid any kind of spoilers, I can only tell you about the cars in this film ... they are beautiful and waterproof ... the nightclubs ... they are even better than the cars.

Only the girls' apartment, I have some problems with that. This strange building is a bit shabby like a mafioso's den. Not at all like one should imagine the accommodation of successful gals in the upcoming Olympic city.

If you are looking for other (maybe more realistic) German feminist-expressionistic cinema, I rather recommend "Strohfeuer" aka "A Free Woman" by Volker Schlöndorff.

This is a dated movie that you have to take in its historical context. A bunch of free-wheeling hippie girls share a flat, a carefree attitude to sex, and a shocking disregard for the physical integrity of their big-spending boyfriends, whom they have communally decided to off after a few days of TLC. This attitude of breaking with conventions, political ideology, availability and excessive violence describes the Zeitgeist of the late 1960ies and early 1970ies very accurately.

The balance is offset when an old boyfriend arrives on the scene. As he describes himself bluntly: "I've got this washed-out charme that's irresistible". He is a memorable and unique character, a freeloader, strangely hideous like a Mick Jagger stand-in and immature, and still captivating. When gang leader Peggy (played surprisingly well by the iconic Uschi Obermaier, who was actually more of a "media personality" than an actress) hesitates to comply with the group's five-day-rule she offsets the carefully balanced group dynamics. The movie finishes with a memorable showdown on beautiful lake Starnberg: "Are you hit?" -- "Just in the lung. No biggie." ("Du, nur'n kleiner Lungendurchschuss.")

The movie could have been better if there had been a few, homeopathically dosed scenes of ultragraphic violence. And as much as I liked the Thomas character (the movie is worth seeing for him alone), actor Marquard Bohm slurs his lines really badly.

But those are minor grievances, Rote Sonne is a bold, outstanding dystopic movie.