‘Agnes and His Brothers’


Three German siblings compete for Most Fucked-Up in Oskar Roehler’s tedious Freudian roundelay: There’s a sex-addicted, therapy-addled Peeping Tom librarian turned porn actor, a deluded Green Party politician with a suburban family who hates him, and a nightclub dancer whose transgender status is apparently inseparable from her tragic aura. The title’s pointedly incorrect pronoun is typical of the film’s obtuse childishness. Painfully literal/ironic soundtrack choices add to the general unpleasantness, and the nods to Fassbinder’s great In a Year of 13 Moons only emphasize what this scattershot satire most decidedly is not.