“Ms. Schrödinger’s cat” and a lot more in the somewhat lukewarm Munich police call.
Has she? Or has she not? The required “maintenance report” was written so that the responsible (!) Department in the Munich Revier could take care of the wall clock, which has not been working properly for a long time. Or only really works twice a day, which bothers police officer Elisabeth “Bessie” Eyckhoff and lets them step on the table, her smirking colleague Dennis Eden (Stephan Zinner) to the ole twice-a-day joke, her dust-dry boss Breitner (Heinz Josef Braun), arranged for a maintenance report to be ordered. Eyckhoff, the wonderfully laconic Verena Altenberger (in Salzburg this summer a fanatic with a stubble hairstyle!), Hits her heels together, but it doesn’t really suit her to obey something so absurd.
And she will soon have to do – full-time – looking for “Ms. Schrödinger’s cat”. And with a fatal accident and hit-and-run in which a skateboarder is killed, which she saw while looking for Ms. Schrödinger’s cat. That must mean something, it can’t be a coincidence. And, thirdly, with a delightfully shy physics student with whom she can talk about particles (not what you think) and about the thought experiment of Schrödinger’s cat, in which the cat can be alive and dead for so long as long as nobody is looking whether the poison was released in their box.
In 2019, Police Superintendent Bessie Eyckhoff appeared twice, in the dark and poetic “The place from which the clouds come”, directed by Florian Schwarz, and in the feverishly gloomy “The lie we call the future”, directed by Dominik Graf. After a long break, “Frau Schrödinger’s cat” is a U-turn. For the time being, it remains to be seen whether Clemens Maria Schönborn, script, and Oliver Haffner, director, should set a new, permanent tone.
It doesn’t work that well, though, despite some really nice scenes (how to intersperse lacony with strong traces of humor and sharpness and pull this through, was shown recently by the new Halle police call). But here it is more like taking a run-up and making a braked jump. The aim was probably a Munich all sorts of tragedy, seriousness, cheerfulness. Add to that black humor: because for the bad guys, things go wrong later, in a more surprising and deadly way they can’t go wrong.
Complex, all of that? Only finds Eyckhoff for a long time. In any case, the boss thinks it’s dead straight, hit-and-run, nothing else. Even if the clearance rate for this offense is unfortunately only around 40 percent.
But where were we? So there is an old lady Schrödinger, Ilse Neubauer, a nasty pair of legacy sneaks, young people without a heart, but an officer with a heart who philosophizes: “As a policewoman you can only pay for problems, you can’t change anything.” The sweet physics student (Camill Jammal) comforts them with a reference to the sum of “positive vibrations” that they generate. That’s an original compliment.
Of course, the colleagues (there are currently none) do not believe that everything is connected with everything and then with the cat named Pandora. Until Elisabeth Eyckhoff uses a cardboard box that smells of cat piss to prove to them that the case is actually more complex than they think.
“Police call 110: Mrs. Schrödinger’s cat”: ARD, Sun., 8:15 p.m.
