Heinz Erhardt seems like the only performer that is capable of a few mild "intentional" laffs, in this harmless fifties comedy. Peter Kraus (The German "Pat Boon"!) as his son provides at least a fascinating insight at how Rock'n'Roll was made safe for the German youth. I'm constantly put off by the shallowness and safeness of the German postwar films. At a time when films like "Night of the Hunter" and "Kiss Me Deadly" were possible, Germany was churning out pleasing junk like the "Heimatfilme". So this badly acted, staged and sung movie is strictly for the die-hard Retrohounds.
Review of Immer die Radfahrer
