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Impressive flying saucers aren't enough to save Nazi satire
This much-rumoured independent movie has been in the works since 2006, and is improbably billed as a Finnish-German-Australian co-production. It's also unusual for being a project that grew out of the online self-supporting film-making community, Wreck-a-Movie.
The premise is almost irresistible, and is summed up in the marketing tagline: "In 1945 the Nazis went to the Moon. In 2018 they're coming back." The action commences with the American "Liberty" space mission landing on our nearest galactic neighbour, but it transpires that it's essentially a promotional visit to boost the re-election campaign of the American president (who isn't named, but is played as a ringer for Sarah Palin by Stephanie Paul).
Having unfurled huge presidential banners from their landing craft, with a picture of the Prez under the slogan "Yes we can", the pair of astronauts go for a lunar stroll, but down in the craters on the moon's dark side, all is not as expected. They stumble across a vast mine digging for the priceless fuel Helium 3, but have barely had time to absorb the shock when a motorcyclist in Nazi uniform roars up and shoots the first astronaut. The second, James Washington (Christopher Kirby), is taken prisoner.
As advertised, Hitler's acolytes did indeed find refuge on the Moon as World War Two reached its grisly climax, and now they're ensconced in a vast swastika-shaped complex from which the latest Führer, Wolfgang Kortzfleisch (Udo Kier, pictured above), aims to return to earth and establish the Fourth Reich. To help him, he has the fanatical and square-jawed Klaus Adler (Götz Otto), who plans to unite with the comely Fräulein Renate Richter (Julia Dietze) to produce impeccable Aryan children.
The Department of Racial Purity, he tells her, has confirmed that they're a 97 percent genetic match. Thanks to Renate's father, mad scientist Dr Richter (Tilo Prüchner), the Moon Nazis have developed an array of flying saucers and enormous space-zeppelins with which to transport themselves back to the Fatherplanet. His super-secret weapon is the vast Battleship Götterdämmerung, a kind of interstallar Bismarck.
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