Christoph Spielberger The film is a raw sequence of supposedly funny ideas, with a lot of "Hangover"- humour and many loose ends, not being told - four people were writing on the script. The editing creates a fragmented atmosphere, making it hard for the viewer to get into the film. The plot about a guy, who seeks sweet revenge on his three former best friends who let him down some decades ago, by inviting them to "his" house in Southern France, is inconsistent and ridiculous. The figures lack depth, they don't need it because the plot is sheer background for the recurring, personal issues of the director - glorification of drugs, orgies, anal intercourse, satanism. In his former movie "Schwarze Schafe" he took these ingredients to form a wonderful genre picture of Berlin. Now he is shagging his issues to death. Like in Sorrentino's "La Grande Bellezza", you get the impression, the film is about the director's crisis. The very good acting of the lead figures (Wagner, Finzi, Böwe, Hosemann) cannot save a bad plot and bad directing.