A Summer’s Night
Classic situation: You wake up the next day with a terrible hangover, head over the toilet bowl, spewing as you try to piece together memories of last night. But what happens when you randomly bump into your one night-stand the next day?
A rainy midsummer weekend, a visit to a fetish club, drugs and £15,000. If this were a Hollywood film such an encounter would develop into a love story. But Bob und Helena, both in their mid-thirties, can’t agree whether should be a couple or not. It would be too cheesy… wouldn’t it?