Helmut Krausser

A man enters a swingers’ club, by his own account for the first time. And he finds himself alone with the woman behind the bar. Supposedly, more patrons are expected, but they do not come. He drinks beer, which he has a hard time tolerating - and begins to talk. What appears to be a bourgeois and uptight scenario quickly gains brutal and sadistic features, and what begins as humor starts to turn into the inside of an abyss—an outburst of a monologue, in which the frustrated sexual fantasies of an overloaded but unsatisfied society are ruthlessly brought to light.