Worth Every Reluctant Euro

For weeks I resisted Keinohrhasen—Rabbit Without Ears—on principle. Til Schweiger, Germany’s most reliably smug self-directing leading man, wrote it, directed it, and starred in it, and I’d decided I didn’t like him for reasons I can’t fully reconstruct now. But faced with the alternative—Alvin and the Chipmunks or August Rush—the choice became simple: unscrupulous tabloid reporter meets eco-obsessed kindergarten teacher. We went.

I haven’t laughed that hard at a German film in years. That Nora Tschirner is incredible I already knew, but even Schweiger won me over, which I didn’t expect and slightly resent. And—to Jenny’s visible alarm—Nora does fully get her kit off at one point, which made the whole evening doubly worthwhile. Had I known that going in, I’d have paid the seven euros considerably sooner and with much less complaining.