An odd character and his companions find their way from Berlin (yes, Germany) to the ruralities of deep-woods Wisconsin. Having spent several years of my life living in this state, it adds a viscerality to the proceedings. Trailer parks. Rural Wisconsin. Dells. 1970s. Germans. It all adds up to a song rather than a movie. The BEST part is the (iconic) dancing-chicken scene at the end. A close fellow film-buff and I always rate movies, essentially, on their "stickiness"... (if you are mid-shower the next day after seeing a movie, and scenes, etc. are populating your thoughts still, the movie is said to have "salient stickyness"). The final scene in Stroszek is one of, in my personal experience, the stickiest of all-time.
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