Horst in Translation ([email protected]) "Pingpong" is a German movie from 10 years ago and was written and directed by Matthias Luthardt. There is a reason why he never wrote anything else again and also never directed another theatrical release. This film is a failure. The script is a complete mess and the two younger actors are horrible. Urzendowsky really only has a career and is somewhat known because of his very feminine and sensitive physicality. He is a not a talented actor at all. The two older actors in here are slightly better, but Mitterhammer has weak moments as well and Rockstroh's role is just too small to make an impact. There was not a single scene in here that felt realistic or authentic to me. But there were many bad scenes. The worst is possibly the crying scene from Urzendowsky's character. Admittedly the writing was still way worse than his performance. Let me mention a few scenes and moments that were especially cringeworthy. The sex scene was really out of nowhere. The table-tennis scenes seemed only included to justify the title. The dead dog scene at the end did not make any sense at all. The pillow scene was so random and only there for shock value. The comment by Rockstroh's character about "Doktorspiele" was the weakest moment in terms of dialogue. The raging piano player scenes did nothing for me either. This movie is packed with content that is intended to be oh so shocking and controversial and yet there is zero substance in this film. None at all. It tries so hard to make an impact that it forgets completely to deliver a compelling or realistic story. I read what Luthardt studied and it does not impress me at all. He definitely needs another lesson in subtlety. This film does not make a single artistic impact during its luckily very short under 90 minutes. A complete failure and the Cannes Film Festival loses all credibility to me for the attention and awards they gave this one. Do not watch. Highly not recommended.

Pan32 What's at play here is infighting between relatives. Paul, a moppy haired teen, arrives at his uncle Stefan's summer home unexpectedly to the obvious annoyance of Stefan's wife Anna and their son Robert.Paul's father has recently committed suicide and Paul is clearly in something of a daze. But he gradually begins to become a part of the household aided by communal walks in a nearby forest and games of pingpong with Robert.Robert is a pianist of some skill preparing for an audition for a class of young students. What becomes clear is that Robert is chafing under his mother's insistence at keeping up with his practice routine and as a result perhaps drinks rum on the sly and takes breaks to play pingpong with Paul, to his mother's annoyance.Paul is infatuated with Anna who clearly is aroused by the sight of him bare chested.Cherchez la femme as it so often is but Anna is not really a bad sort. The intimacy she shares with Paul is a token of her affection, but she fails to realize how it would affect the impressionable 16 year old still reeling from the loss of his father.Anna has understandably great ambitions for Robert but reacts in a very harsh way when he crumples under the stress.Paul takes his revenge for what he sees as a betrayal by Anna by drowning Anna's cherished dog,Schumann.Uncle Stefen is too busy with work to realize the self destruction going on in his household.Sebastian Urzendowsky as Paul and Marion Mitterhammer as Anna give particularly fine performances in this interesting film.

Bene Cumb True, that Germans do not resemble the nations residing around the Mediterranean and so one can not expect very romantic or sharp motions, but still, Pingpong is a rather dull narration of 2 different generations within a small environment, with scenes and solutions partially predictable, partially odd or factitious. Luckily, the cast is decent=good, particularly the 2 leading ones, but long silent scenes and recurring motives do not make this film interesting throughout its duration - what is less than 1.5 hours.Thus, a mediocre film to me, not at the level of related German films about troubled youth and intergenerational relationships. There was some dramatics and world-weariness, but limited locality did not allow to bring it forth in full.

eschwartzkopf This warmed-over bit of German suburban angst is one of those films where you wonder why you bothered to sit through the whole thing. I did at the Palm Springs International Film Festival, where the screening ended with one person clapping for two seconds and several people voicing support when I yelled, "that was pointless b#!!$%*t" as the credits rolled.The claustrophobic setting looks more like a project as a final film-school thesis (which, I'm guessing, is exactly what this film is) than any real symbolic statement about this way-too-uptight family and the goofy kid nephew who comes to stay for a bit. I suppose it's a coming-of-age film, albeit one with virtually no soundtrack or any other cultural milepost of teen-aged youth, save for an inane video game. There are no other characters, except for two silent piano movers (who are either moving a fake baby grand by just picking it up without a piano dolly, or are from the planet Krypton).My real beef isn't the tedious, pedantic textbook-style writing, acting and directing, which delivers characters you don't care about doing virtually nothing. (Even the sex scene is just, well, boring by-the-numbers stuff.) It's that, to prove some point about the lifeless nature of it all, the main character kills the family dog in a manner that is a combination of inhumanity and just plain laziness.Now, the family dog probably gets too much attention from the mother of the family, but she's got a workaholic husband, a moody kid who keeps getting stinko drunk and this oddball nephew, and I'd probably side with dog in that situation. But there's no reason to dump the dog in a swimming pool and then walk away (even closing a window to its tired panting), leaving the poor pet to exhaust itself and drown. And, then have the mother discover the death as the final scene in the picture.So this is where we end up after 90 minutes? Pointless.