That would be something if it weren’t women in tight clothes promoting the harvests of their region, but rather old white men. If they had to smile for asparagus, onions and cucumbers. But they don’t, the men decide whether one can be included in the “Queens to Eat” photo calendar. The most powerful word has the president of the Bavaria Association, Josef Gehrling (Wolfgang Fierek), who understands his office in such a way that he can make the women really big if they just go to bed with him.
“Me Too” and Harvey Weinstein are geographically far away, but in this respect Hollywood is just as dreary as the Bavarian countryside. Has anything really changed? Did the women who raised their voices get big roles afterwards? “Who invites a queen who lets herself be fucked for her career to their summer party?” says Gehrling when one threatens to have him exposed. Then someone puts a bolt gun to his forehead, and throughout the crime story he hovers between life and death. Was it one of the queens? Is it even a homicide job?
Whether it’s the onion queen or the asparagus queen: “The girls know what they’re getting into.”
This is the setup in Munich crime scene “Queens”. Chief Inspector Batic (Miroslav Nemec) runs into the hotel room of a police student in a bathrobe, colleague Leitmayr (Udo Wachtveitl) addresses the women as “girls”. It’s fine. “Only the men have last names here,” says the Honey Queen. So the organizer of Queen’s Day is only Sylvia (Veronica Ferres). Of course she knows about Gehrling’s disgusting behavior. But: “The girls know what they’re getting into.”
It’s a good idea to bring “Me Too” to the provinces. Why should the dreams of an asparagus queen be different from those of an actress, why shouldn’t men also use their power in the backwaters? But what’s annoying about this one? Crime scene, For whom Robert Löhr wrote the book and which Rudi Gaul is directing, is the indecision. In set pieces, the crime thriller deals very seriously with “Me Too”, then it’s about city-rural conceits and on top of that there’s a big hit of comedic sauce. One of the queens loses her shoe like Cinderella, women walk vegetables with great conviction, the forensic doctor watches over the half-dead man so that he can finally cut him open. These, sorry, thigh-smackers, damage the credibility of the cause of bringing “Me Too” into the Sunday parlors. “Fall down, get up, straighten the crown,” says the Onion Queen. There’s probably no other way.
The first, Sunday, 8:15 p.m.
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