Run Lola Run with way more penetration and absolutely zero chill.
Crazy and fucked up! A bizarre Berlin kaleidoscope of explosive sex and off-the-wall ideas. Franco Potente is running through Berlin. He has only two hours to fuck Thom Barron. But in the sluttiest city in the world, new sex adventures are waiting around every corner! Masturbating hotdog vendors, razor-sharp hairdo's, fucking cellar punks, turned on gallery visitors, and a strip bar teeming with sex-crazed black men keeps him from reaching his goal. First, he falls into the trap of a sex psychopath, then he runs into a group of nasty skinheads. Every minute he is experiencing one Berlin sex revelation after the other. At the end, he is even run over by a taxi on the the way to the toilet. When he finally meets up with his dream man Thom, his time is already up – but what happens then is a dream come true anyway!
Direction
Jungbluth commits to the bit with zero commercial compromise.
Production
Berlin as character—grime, glamour, and bodily fluids included.
Editing
Rapid-fire cuts that somehow make 96 minutes feel like 20 or 200.
Director
Sven Jungbluth
Trivia, insights & behind the scenes
Released in 2004, this sits at the intersection of New Queer Cinema's legacy and Berlin's post-reunification club culture—less 'represent us well' and more 'represent us accurately at 3am.'
Franco Potente and Thom Barron were established adult performers; the film's casting blurs documentary and fiction in ways that make critics nervous and audiences curious.
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