Bibi Fellner (Adele Neuhauser) and Moritz Eisner (Harald Krassnitzer) chasing the big Crime
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Soon to be getting it Bibi Fellner and Moritz Eisner with Israeli intelligence to do and feel like a spy thriller. It all starts like a bad joke, and it goes like this: If a Viennese taxi driver in front of a hotel on the ring road. Come by man. “Nice taxi you have there,” he says. “Year 1977″, the taxi driver says proudly. As a man falls from the open hotel window above them and ends up crashing on the car roof. The man is dead, the taxi back – and the punch line? Is not that easy to find. And therefore steals a soon feel that Bibi Fellner and Moritz Eisner this time not urgent hunt a killer, but to look for outstanding Pointe.
Where does the Austrian “Tatort” called “code name Kidon” spin the wheel quite large. The innocent question: “Was not suicide,” with the right ungrantelig opened for variety Polizistenduo begins his investigation is quickly negated: Anyone ordering opera tickets for the evening, not kills himself, quite. And soon find both at the highest altitudes or rather deepest depths of international conflict diplomacy. For the dead man was on the roof of Iranian nuclear physicist and one of the highest-ranking security clearance in the nuclear program.
What he was doing in Vienna? Well establish secret contacts with companies that could smuggle parts for the factories to Iran embargo on past when the Islamic Republic forges on their nuclear weapon. Who could kill a man like that? A special unit of the Mossad, the (which means as much as “bayonet”) under said cover name “Kidon” surgery.
© Degeto ARD / ORF / Petro Domenigg Baroque appearance: Udo Samel as sleazy lobbyist John Leopold costume rock
Baroque appearance: Udo Samel as sleazy lobbyist John Leopold costume rock
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“Intelligence, Mossad, Kidon – scho ‘steep,” Bibi Fellner says to her colleagues, as the two rustling in the car through the city at night and shine their eyes, while outside everything lies there as if frozen in frost. Eisner replied with a rumbling laugh that reveals more ferocity than amusement: “Bibi und Moritz Bond.” Exactly. That’s the problem.
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For the espionage number (Book: Max Gruber, Director: Thomas Roth) is the rock-solid duo bad. This type Adele Neuhauser and Harald Krassnitzer also a brilliant idea, if they do not have to constantly beharken like an old married couple. But their scope is limited to provincial ever to create tension. To the nerves tugging at best pseudo-oriental dudelmusik (Lothar Scherpe) that accompanies all actions.
This is a lot going on. Bibi runs after a dubious Exiliranerin, a Lifeless falls to investigators at the feet of the race two a freight train with hot commodity after, and Udo Samel sets as sleazy lobbyist for the brand “noble, decadent and Upper corrupt” a grand appearance out in Jankerl and with full-bottomed wig. Latest technology (Handyortung!) Is used, the outlines major crimes are reflected in the bribery dirty little policemen from the country, and for the Menschelnde provides Eisner’s daughter (Tanja Raunig), which literally comes back on its feet.
And yet especially strange teachings of this film remain: If you want to run away from someone, you disappear behind a moving tram. Never give out your cell phone out of his hand, otherwise you could quickly catch a spy Trojan. Listen to your gut feeling. Never try to stop a freight train rolling, by standing with arms outstretched in front of him on the tracks. Trust in doubt, the Mossad as the Austrian authorities. Then drive – and that is the point – with the hybrid train on vacat ion. Bibi Fellner and Moritz Eisner earned more wit.
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