Klaus agreed. He cashed the check. Then he bought five times as much pork.

Klaus turned, grease-splattered and serene. “It’s the only truth left. The Berlin Star. You see, the star is a lie — glitter on a carcass. But the pigs? We’re united. We know we’re already dead.”

The catch? She wanted to clean them up. Hire real actors. CGI the pig heads. Smooth the edges into a “gritty, accessible arthouse thriller.”

Berlin Star Film United Pigs May 2026

Klaus agreed. He cashed the check. Then he bought five times as much pork.

Klaus turned, grease-splattered and serene. “It’s the only truth left. The Berlin Star. You see, the star is a lie — glitter on a carcass. But the pigs? We’re united. We know we’re already dead.” Berlin Star Film United Pigs

The catch? She wanted to clean them up. Hire real actors. CGI the pig heads. Smooth the edges into a “gritty, accessible arthouse thriller.” Klaus agreed