Marlene Streeruwitz

“Sit down. Suicide. That’s always impressive. Don’t you agree. I always find suicide impressive.” Friedl and Fritzi, on their way to the funeral of Fritzi’s great uncle, follow Freya’s invitation and participate in the shared meal in the diner. Even though the diner seems eerie to Fritzi. Even though she doesn’t like liver dumplings. Even though Ulrich, the other guest, seems to be furious about something. And even though Udo, Kurt and Freya take their sibling love far more seriously than others. Friedl is hungry, after all.
Anyhow: Fritzi starts talking. She talks about her family and how she and her two brothers used to play with the liver dumplings and laughed hysterically about that. She also recounts how her brothers died. At last, her advice as a judge is needed. For a meal in the diner “Zur Säge” is equal to a last supper before a human sacrifice. The owners don’t try to conceal this fact from Friedl and Fritzi.
The new order of society: suicide, publicly negotiable. You are what you eat, and sometimes you eat yourself.

The next day, on their way back, they stop for a second time. Fritzi and Friedl. Lies that don’t work anymore, goals that have to be defined anew, depressions that aren’t. Fritzi, somewhat concerned by Friedl’s metamorphosis into a giant dumpling, leaves.
Secularisation or enlightenment? A thing of the past. Laconically, Streeruwitz exposes how close the archaic and the postmodern, religious rites and relationship stress are again.