With Christine, John Carpenter adapted Stephen King's 1983 novel of the same name for the screen. High school student Arnie Cunningham is considered a loser. When he stumbles upon a sleek 1958 Plymouth Fury that he can't get out of his head, his life begins to take a turn. He buys the car and does everything he can to restore it to its original condition, proudly naming it CHRISTINE. When the car is deliberately vandalized one night, “Christine” comes to life, repairs itself, and takes revenge. Christine's new life is that of a ghost. No matter how hard you try to destroy her, she keeps coming back to haunt us: the violent return of an icon of US industry in the age of deindustrialization. Anyone who doesn't believe that cars are endowed with vision and personality can be convinced otherwise in Christine. In the best horror film tradition, genre dialectician Carpenter aims to make us fear evil as much as we pity it.

Loan of the film print with kind support of HfG Karlsruhe.

Breakfast. A nice cup of coffee and fresh fruit. But then a phone call interrupts the scene, and while Jens Willms isn't looking, the following scenes unfold. In short: the yellow dishwashing glove goes completely crazy—by the time Jens returns, it's too late... The usual humorous quality from old master Jens Willms. We didn't expect too little, and we weren't disappointed. Short and sweet, the title says just the right amount about what happens in this short animated film. Nonsense, someone says? Well, no one can prove what things do when you're not looking. At least as long as it's not filmed. Or did it all never happen?

Loan of the film print with kind support of HfG Karlsruhe.