Werner - Eiskalt!

The would-be impertinent and rebellious Werner franchise gets the worst possible ending with this feeble-minded monument dedicated to itself and its creators. Rötger “Brösel” Feldmann perhaps sees himself as a comic-book Mick Jagger in the automotive DIY world of Mad Max, but unfortunately he is merely a German cartoonist (albeit an artistically gifted one) who has succumbed to the illusion of his own cult of personality. The penultimate Werner movie was annoying in its repetition of what had already been seen in the previous films. But this, the perhaps definitively last instalment of the franchise, blatantly materialises the sad gerontological ambition to relive the supposed highlights of one’s youth. In order to keep the desperation at a high level, the film has to take a bitter swipe at current popular trends in the comic-book scene and acting roles for all of the creator’s friends, who naturally have no acting skill whatsoever. And everything is topped off with an irrationally illusory storyline in which the protagonist/creator effortlessly wins the favour and body of a run-of-the-mill playmate. (08.04.2024)