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Qualtinger's Wien
Exemplary Viennese thoughts collected by a genius judge of character:
How many people fit into a hearse? In America even more. Right, America. They have different standards there. 
I never call on the sick. Funerals are different – you know the outcome. 
Sometimes I have an inkling for war - not a long one, but eventful. My idea of democracy? Shut up and smile. 
I like the Chinese, they don’t make noise at night. One doesn’t chant drinking songs when high on opium.
That was a shot, for sure. You have to get used to it, living in a city. 
I'm not into politics, but there's one thing I always wanted to ask my father: “Why can’t you bear the Jews, if you’re even able to put up with Germans?

Qualtinger's Wien observes upstarts, not-so-merry widows, kidnapped underwear manufacturers and other inmates of this strange city, caught between municipal housing and cemetery, coffeehouse and hot dog stand, amusement park and brothel. A 24-hour marathon, run by professional sourpusses.

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Out of all the Austrian playwrights, Qualtinger only took Horvath and Nestroy serious. I, on the other hand, take only the three of them serious. In the early eighties I came upon bundles of sketches at a publishing house, which, at that time, were unknown to the general public. Ever since, I desperately wanted to make a film out of those. Together with Alfred Dorfer I was finally able to go ahead with the project in 1997. We used about 50 of the sketches without adding a single word. Qualtinger's Wien also was my first TV film, and the first with a really large, top notch cast.