If Jessica Schwarz wasn't so spectacularly cute dolled up as a 1950s office girl, I'm sure I would have walked out during the opening credits. I don't know whether that proves the movie's point (men want sex and women want babies), but in my experience any movie out to prove a point is usually a lost cause anyway. This one is hopelessly uptight, clumsily old-fashioned and at least half an hour too long. I guess I could have seen it coming had I read the best-selling book, by Allan Pease, the film is based on. Someone should have told the filmmakers populist non-fiction writing makes for very stale scripts. I couldn't help laughing though when Rüdiger (Benno Fürmann) ruins a priceless polar artifact as he finds himself cornered by a hirsute globe-trotting alpha male (Uwe Ochsenknecht) hitting on his girl. As I said, she really is very, very cute. Kudos to Kitty Kratschke in make-up for those black tresses and sparkling eyes and glossy smiles. Extenuating circumstances, both for the movie and myself, but nothing more.
