Gregor Wittich

A constantly freezing man in his forties drives to a lonely petrol station every evening and orders a microwaved Toast Hawaii. Detlev indulges in this in a bizarre ritual, because it's the only thing that warms him in his daily life. But when he is observed by a stranger one night, his world begins to crumble into shameful pieces.

A nude model is posing with statuesque stillness for an elite drawing class – until an unfortunate mosquito bite challenges his self-control. Driven to madness by the itch, he’s caught between the ruthless demand for perfection and his most unhinged, animalistic impulses.

In a world out of balance, the fateful symbiosis between a chestnut and a mushroom takes on a journey through the dark and toxic wasteland to find other living beings and a better place to live.

“Those freaking 33 percent, where were they?” Lovis asks herself as she discovers a clearly right radical slogan on the regional train. She starts counting: “One, two, Nazi. One, two, Nazi.” In anger, she exits the train at the next stop. Stranded on the platform, she is confronted with the question: What now?

The Filmmakers’ Olympics are drenched in sweat and blood. The toppest of top athletes meld their bodies with their gear, always prepared to push themselves to the utmost physical and mental limits. Their mantra: Anything for the team – anything for the spectators – anything for the record. United, they clench their butts and do their very best to capture the movie, before the film can capture them.