is probably the only adequate description for this movie whose main intellectual contribution is to portray Adolf Hitler as a bedwetter, impotent and depressive". Neither the glorious beginning – the old joke based on the difference between the exclamation Hail" and the verb to heal" – nor the end, when the Führer is obviously not realizing anymore what Grünbaum lays in his mouth in occasion of his Big Speech - are remotely funny. However, I would by no means say that the nauseating hopping-around of the Great Dictator" alias Chaplin was funnier. What I say, is: Put Herbert Achternbusch's The Last Hole" finally (after almost 20 years) on DVD and observe the Nile's journey from the physician who describes him one schnapps in order to forget one Jew until his suicide in the Vulcano Stromboli, equipped solely with a war helmet, a tennis-racket and an amulet in which Last Susn has admitted him her eternal love.
