Plot: Karl Brendt (Wotan Wilke Möhring) comes home from a business trip on his wedding anniversary and he has plans to surprise his wife Simone (Christiane Paul). But he is delayed and in the usual morning hurry, there is no time for surprises. Instead Karl takes their kids (Emily Kusche, Carlo Thoma) to bring them to school. But as they all sit in the car, his phone rings and a guy tells him that there is a bomb in the car that will explode if he doesn’t do exactly what it’s told.
Admittedly, watching Steig. Nicht. Aus! was mostly an act of desperation for me as the film library in the plane was a little sad. I didn’t have high hopes for the film and I was right not to have them, but mostly the film was okay.
Don Pedro (Fritz Karl) is a truck driver. Together with his friend Jimmy (Karl Markovics) he has a company that ships vegetables across Europe and to North Africa. To fatten up the budget a little bit, they also bring fugitives from Africa to Europe. On the current trip, there’s a young woman, Jackie (Clare-Hope Ashitey) and her son Theo (Theo Caleb Chapman) who refuse to be treated as the other fugitives, locked in a hidden compartment in the truck. Against his better judgment, Don Pedro goes along with her request and together they make their way to Europe.
Black Brown White has a good cast, awesome cinematography and good characters. The story would have been sufficiently layered, but its constant attempts to educate the viewer are too annoying for its own good. But I guess if you like your films with a healthy dose of finger-wagging, this is for you.
Stauffenberg doubts the war Hitler is waging on the world. After he is wounded during a bombing in Africa, he is contacted by the German resistance. Together they develop a plan to overthrow Hitler. And if the plan doesn’t succeed, at least, to show the world that not everybody in Germany simply followed along.
This film had to take a lot of crap, even before it had even started or was done shooting. Casting Tom Cruise was an unpopular choice, the wild mix of accents was criticised etc etc.
Plus the marketing in Austria and Germany still claimed Stauffenberg as the unknown hero of WW II, which might be true in the US, but definitely isn’t here.
Therefore, I went into this film with mixed feelings and rather low expectations. Fortunately, I should have trusted Bryan Singer. Because he is damn good.