SCHRAMM

Lothar Schramm, the so-called Lipstick Killer, lies dying in a pool of blood and paint. As he expires, fragments of his life flash before his eyes—his uneasy friendship with the prostitute that lives next door (NEKROMANTIK 2’s Monika M); the brutal slaughter of a pair of doorstep evangelists whose bodies he poses in obscene fashion; his unhealthy pastime of hammering nails into his own manhood. Filled with nightmarish hallucinatory sequences and told in an entirely non-linear fashion, NEKROMANTIK filmmaker Jörg Buttgereit’s SCHRAMM comes about as close as a film can get to transporting you directly into the world of a sick, disordered mind.