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My life as a used car dealer: Murot (Ulrich Tukur) as Boenfeld with his wife in the garage of their own home
Photo: Bettina Müller / HR
The scenario:
Vacation from me.
During a few days off in the nearby Taunus, Felix Murot meets the used car dealer Walter Boenfeld, with whom he first has to empty half a dozen wine bottles when he is shocked that he looks exactly like himself.
The next morning, the nouveau riche car dealer with a blood alcohol level of 2.3 is run over on the roadside - but is wrongly identified as Murot.
The hungover inspector slips into the other's Hawaiian shirt and puts on his gold chain to track down the perpetrator.
The highlight:
The double Ulli: In counter cuts from the subtle swallowing woodpecker Murot to the materialistic drunkard Boenfeld, Tukur pulls out all the humorous stops of the doppelganger material during the epic crash - in order to let his Murot recognize his own longings in a strange life.
At the same time, Jacques Tati's classic "Monsieur Hulot's Holidays" is bluntly stolen.
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Murot at his own funeral: While he is being scolded by his colleague Wächter, the mourners pass by in the background.
Photo: Bettina Müller / HR
The picture:
Murot undercover at his own funeral.
A funeral procession strides by and accompanies the coffin in which the body of his doppelganger lies.
Murot looks out of hiding at the pitiful bunch of funeral guests and remarks, piqued: "Many didn't just come."
The dialogue:
The colleague Magda Wächter (Barbara Philipp) has to identify the body of the supposed Murot in the forensic medicine department.
Guardian: "He seems so strange to me."
Coroner: “They're always so post-mortem. The muscles go to sleep and relax. Even the wrinkles. Death makes us all children again. "
The song:
"Greek Wine" by Udo Jürgens.
While the neighbors are having a barbecue, the high society celebrates in the Taunus.
Right in the middle of it all: Murot as a fake used car dealer who makes strangely stiff statements on the tennis court - a homage to the match in Tati's grotesque movement, which is also musically quoted here: the score at the beginning is generously taken from Tati's film.
The review:
9 out of 10 points.
I'm someone else: Tukur swings and drinks himself in top form through another metaphysical crime comedy.
The addition:
If after this doppelganger story you are in the mood for even more grotesque crime fun, then simply continue to look at the mockumantary "How to Tatort" in the ARD media library.
"Scene of the crime: Monsieur Murot's vacation",
Sunday, 8:15 pm, Das Erste
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