If you're not from Germany, you've probably never heard of Dieter Bohlen. Consider yourself lucky. Guitarist-cum-producer Bohlen, together with singer Thomas Anders, had produced a couple of mediocre, but successful Pop songs under the guise of "Modern Talking" in the 80's; sort of "Milli Vanilli" crap that hasn't been caught.
The musician Bohlen would have been all but forgotten, had it not been for his hyper-inflated, borderline psychopathic ego, which made him a judge and leading force behind "Deutschland sucht den Superstar", Germany's answer to "American Idol". Imagine a blond version of Simon Cowell (they even look vaguely similar), just more mean-spirited and nepotistic. This success prompted Bohlen to write his memoirs, in which he's slinging dirt at anybody, dead or alive, who has ever crossed his path. And, savvy businessman that he is, Bohlen took the chance to turn said memoirs into a feature-length cartoon.
Long story made short: we witness Bohlens upbringing in a small North-German hamlet, rise to fame with "Modern Talking", break-up, relationships with alcoholic hanger-on girlfriends Nadel and marriage impostor Verona (both still haunt the German boulevard media to this day), reunion with Thomas Anders and Bohlen's ultimate descent to hell.
Stylistically, the cartoon is somewhere between "Werner" and "Das Kleine Arschloch" ("The Little Rectum"), meaning, it's crude, simple, lazily put together by some bored animator(s), without any of the merits of above mentioned toons.
The most important question: is it funny? Answer: no. Like above mentioned animations, it thrives on potty humour involving puking, passing winds and excrements, but has none of the wit. If anything, we must give Bohlen credit for being honest enough to admit that he's a "not a very nice person" (which is a kind description for a word beginning with "A" and ending with "hole").
2 from 10 points should do.
The musician Bohlen would have been all but forgotten, had it not been for his hyper-inflated, borderline psychopathic ego, which made him a judge and leading force behind "Deutschland sucht den Superstar", Germany's answer to "American Idol". Imagine a blond version of Simon Cowell (they even look vaguely similar), just more mean-spirited and nepotistic. This success prompted Bohlen to write his memoirs, in which he's slinging dirt at anybody, dead or alive, who has ever crossed his path. And, savvy businessman that he is, Bohlen took the chance to turn said memoirs into a feature-length cartoon.
Long story made short: we witness Bohlens upbringing in a small North-German hamlet, rise to fame with "Modern Talking", break-up, relationships with alcoholic hanger-on girlfriends Nadel and marriage impostor Verona (both still haunt the German boulevard media to this day), reunion with Thomas Anders and Bohlen's ultimate descent to hell.
Stylistically, the cartoon is somewhere between "Werner" and "Das Kleine Arschloch" ("The Little Rectum"), meaning, it's crude, simple, lazily put together by some bored animator(s), without any of the merits of above mentioned toons.
The most important question: is it funny? Answer: no. Like above mentioned animations, it thrives on potty humour involving puking, passing winds and excrements, but has none of the wit. If anything, we must give Bohlen credit for being honest enough to admit that he's a "not a very nice person" (which is a kind description for a word beginning with "A" and ending with "hole").
2 from 10 points should do.