Another one of those failing Hallervorden vehicles. It is probably meant as a parody on West-East spy films (at least the design of the credits lets one think so), but the result is no more than a series of self-repeating, tedious and childish jokes. Hallervorden's character gets his strength from inhaling nail-varnish, something I also tried to sit this one out.
The harmless Berlin taxi driver Herbert Boeckmann has a bad day: Three mysterious gentlemen put him the corpse of Boris Stravinsky, a Russian economist, into the car. Unsuspecting Herbert ...
March 21, 2020