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SATANIC SOW

Director Rosa von Praunheim

Docufiction, D 2025, 85 min.

The sow is me, played by my alter ego, the brilliant actor Armin Dallapiccola. The movie is a dream, a parody, a farce of my life: poetic associations with my death, my sex life, my rebirth. I revisit some of the 150 films I’ve made, think of my lovers – a couple of whom I reward by sticking flowers up their asses and whom I have to paint blindfolded. Then my neighbour dies, leaving behind an infinitely sad widower. A fan rings my doorbell and forces me to have sex after death, and my friends sing the song “Great God, We Praise You”. But God Himself explains His perverse morality, praising evil and deeming good to be naive. My mother, played by Anne Rathsfeld, is horrified and the stuffed apes and pigs that come to life illustrate my great love of animals. At one point, Katy Karrenbauer reveals to us the terrible truth: we are all satanic swine.

Rosa von Praunheim

Satanische Sau Plakat Entwurf 2 web

 

SATANIC SOW

Director Rosa von Praunheim

Docufiction, D 2025, 85 min.

The sow is me, played by my alter ego, the brilliant actor Armin Dallapiccola. The movie is a dream, a parody, a farce of my life: poetic associations with my death, my sex life, my rebirth. I revisit some of the 150 films I’ve made, think of my lovers – a couple of whom I reward by sticking flowers up their asses and whom I have to paint blindfolded. Then my neighbour dies, leaving behind an infinitely sad widower. A fan rings my doorbell and forces me to have sex after death, and my friends sing the song “Great God, We Praise You”. But God Himself explains His perverse morality, praising evil and deeming good to be naive. My mother, played by Anne Rathsfeld, is horrified and the stuffed apes and pigs that come to life illustrate my great love of animals. At one point, Katy Karrenbauer reveals to us the terrible truth: we are all satanic swine.

Rosa von Praunheim

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Synopsis

The sow is me, played by my alter ego, the brilliant actor Armin Dallapiccola. The movie is a dream, a parody, a farce of my life: poetic associations with my death, my sex life, my rebirth. I revisit some of the 150 films I’ve made, think of my lovers – a couple of whom I reward by sticking flowers up their asses and whom I have to paint blindfolded. Then my neighbour dies, leaving behind an infinitely sad widower. A fan rings my doorbell and forces me to have sex after death, and my friends sing the song “Great God, We Praise You”. But God Himself explains His perverse morality, praising evil and deeming good to be naive. My mother, played by Anne Rathsfeld, is horrified and the stuffed apes and pigs that come to life illustrate my great love of animals. At one point, Katy Karrenbauer reveals to us the terrible truth: we are all satanic swine.

Rosa von Praunheim

Rosa von Praunheim

 

Credits

Credits

with Armin Dallapiccola, Justus Herrmann, Nico Ehrenteit, Katy Karrenbauer, Gerhard Haase-Hindenberg 

 

Director ROSA VON PRAUNHEIM

Script ROSA VON PRAUNHEIM

Director of Photography LORENZ HAARMANN, ELIAS REDLITZ

Editing ROSA VON PRAUNHEIM, MIKE SHEPARD

Casting THOMAS MELZER

Sound MORITZ HENNEBERG

Sound Mix LORENZ FISCHER

Music ANDREAS WOLTER

Producer ROSA VON PRAUNHEIM

 

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Press Reviews

 

Filthy Affairs by Rosa von Praunheim

The actor Armin Dallapiccolla introduces himself as Armin Peter von Mehl, who, in this film, is supposed to play the alter ego of Rosa von Praunheim. A seemingly impossible task, but with the right amount of naïveté, it becomes doable. This marks the beginning of a journey through von Praunheim’s thoughts, revolving around sex and death—thoughts that are broken, dissected, interrupted, and most of all: vomited out.

"satanic sow"—meaning: it’s all about filth, about being a show-off, which both Dallapiccolla and von Praunheim embody, and about how the good ones are shockingly dumb and naïve. Toward the end, God Himself proclaims this; and maybe it’s true—if one interprets "naïveté" positively, just as the film interprets "filth" positively. A game with plush pigs, a game with nudity, and a game with what conservative circles brand as immoral.

The film is deeply personal to Rosa von Praunheim, yet it is never clear what exactly this personal aspect is. Because Armin Dallapiccolla plays both his alter ego and himself, in interview scenes where he speaks about himself—perhaps also about Rosa, but definitely about gay life, survival, and experience. Right at the beginning, he even suggests that a trigger warning might be needed: "Caution, you’re about to see a fat old gay man!"

Rosa von Praunheim has always engaged in cinematic self-exploration, but now he has definitively arrived at what is called the "late work" phase—where one reflects, collects, and sums up the past, the origins, essentially creating an artistic legacy. Except, Rosa von Praunheim doesn’t care whether his film says something about him or whether the audience can make sense of it. What matters is that they get a show. Naked young men, for example, whom Armin/Rosa paints while blindfolded, before kissing their anuses and placing roses inside them. That is probably the most explicit scene, but there are also colorful monkeys, a murderous fan, and a mother who coldly and cruelly berates her son—threefold. A urologist appears, as does Hell itself, and even Putin as an embodiment of the misunderstood gays of the 1980s ("I love 80s fags," it says above the image of the half-naked Russian neo-tsar on horseback).

Interspersed are highlights from Rosa’s career—how the tabloid press attacked him after he outed colleagues on RTL, the hate letters from Nazis, the talk show accusations of making disgusting films for gays—yuck. And then there’s what Rosa does best: finding people, tracing their lives, and seeing the extraordinary in them. For instance, a neighboring couple—shown in a clip from 2012, then revisited in the present. Their love still endures, even though one partner has since passed away. Back then, Rosa himself portrayed them; now, his alter ego sits across from the widower. His grief is real, while the visitor is artificial—yet the moment remains authentic. Or the visit to an old, overweight, gay ex-priest, barely able to move, who fought for years against the Catholic Church to receive the pension he was owed.

Cheerfully, Rosa von Praunheim explores the theme of endings, which, of course, also means tackling religion, the church’s homophobia, and the hypocritical morality that has shaped society for two millennia. The film is wild, jumping from one topic to another, much like Rosa’s films have always leaped from one thought to a thousand others before circling back. What is beauty in life, amidst all the violence, war, pandemics, and hatred? Are art and culture enough to make life worth living, or is it just love?

This film is wild, witty, and surreal. In an archival snippet, Rosa himself declares: "Anger is the most important thing for any creative person." Rosa von Praunheim provokes—provocation is the foundation of his art, stemming from his rage against society’s supposed morality. This film, too, is a provocation—not in the sense of causing outrage, but as a challenge to the viewer to engage with the cinematic thought world of Rosa von Praunheim. Starting with the pig, he once again casts a gaze upon God’s colorful zoo—onto the rainbow-hued world that awaits those willing to embrace it.

kino-zeit.de, Harald Mühlbeyer

 

Biografie

Director's Biography

Rosa von Praunheim is considered an important representative of postmodern German cinema in the genres of documentary, auteur, and avant-garde film. He became a public pioneer and one of the co-founders of the political gay and lesbian movement in the Federal Republic of Germany, particularly with his 1971 documentary It Is Not the Homosexual Who Is Perverse, But the Society in Which He Lives. His body of work includes numerous films, books, radio plays, and theater pieces, and has received multiple awards. In 2015, he was awarded the Federal Cross of Merit (Bundesverdienstkreuz).

Selected Filmography:

1970 Die Bettwurst

1970 Armee der Liebenden (Army of Lovers) - Dokumentarfilm

1971 Nicht der Homosexuelle ist pervers, sondern die Situation in der er lebt - Dokumentarfilm

1976 Ich bin ein Antistar. Das skandalöse Leben der Evelyn Künneke - Dokumentarfilm

1978 Tally Brown, New York - Dokumentarfilm

1981 Unsere Leichen leben noch - Dokumentarfilm

1983 Stadt der verlorenen Seelen (The City of Lost Souls) - Dokumentarfilm

1984 Horror Vacui

1985 Ein Virus kennt keine Moral

1987 Anita – Tänze des Lasters

1989 Überleben in New York - Dokumentarfilm

1989 Schweigen = Tod (Silence = Death) - Dokumentarfilm

1992 Ich bin meine eigene Frau (I Am My Own Woman) - Dokumentarfilm

1996 Neurosia – 50 Jahre pervers

1999 Der Einstein des Sex (The Einstein of Sex)

2002 Tunten lügen nicht - Dokumentarfilm

2005 Dein Herz in meinem Hirn

2011 Die Jungs vom Bahnhof Zoo - Dokumentarfilm

2015 Härte

2022 Rex Gildo – Der letzte Tanz (Rex Gildo – The Last Dance) - Dokumentarfilm

2024 Dreißig Jahre an der Peitsche (Twenty Years at the Whip) - Dokumentarfilm

2025 Satanische Sau (Satanic Sow) - Dokumentarfilm

 

Interview

Interview

 
 

I Believe in Sex After Death

Markus Tschiedert for B.Z. – February 14, 2025

Rosa von Praunheim (82) believes that death is like an orgasm, and he also believes in sex after death. At the Berlinale, he is now presenting his documentary Satanic Sow, a film about himself. B.Z. met him at his home in Wilmersdorf.

B.Z.: “Satanic Sow” – why this title?

Rosa von Praunheim: I am the Satanic Sow. It’s a film about animals—pigs, monkeys, and flies. A film about death and rebirth. A long poem about sex.

I’ll explore that further in my next film: Sex and Death. That film will depict my final 13 days of life.

Didn’t an astrologer predict that you would die on October 16, 2023?

I had already invited people to my funeral. But no one showed up—including myself.

Do you often think about death?

It would be unnatural not to think about death at my age. And besides, it’s fun. When I was 20, I staged my own funeral and painted nothing but black pictures. At 40, I wanted to get a crocodile to eat me alive. But my boyfriend was against it. Then I made a film about hell: Rosa’s Descent into Hell.

Are you afraid of death?

No, quite the opposite. Death is like an orgasm. I believe in sex after death. As an expressive person, death means peace to me. I’ve already secured a communal grave at the Old St. Matthew’s Cemetery. My partner Olli, my ex-husband Mike—whom I’ve worked with for 50 years—and probably Elfi Mikesch with her wife will be buried there as well.

Do you believe in reincarnation?

Yes, I want to come back as a strawberry frog. They’re small, poisonous, strawberry-red, and have an amazing sex life.

 

Festivals

Festivals and Awards

2025 - 75th Berlin International Film Festival (Berlinale, Panorama)  - World Premiere 

TEDDY AWARDS - BEST DOCUMENTARY 

 

 

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