To call these stories vignettes would be an exaggeration. The first is the best, as a sickly child learns about mortality through his pet. The dog then plays a peripheral role in a road trip in which the main interest are some gloomy Mexican hitchhikers. How the dog gets to its next owner is glossed over by a self congratulatory intermission which seems to assume the film will achieve cult status. Wee spend some time with a grumpy film professor, then the home straight sees the dog united with an old woman who regrets her her life. And that's it. It's a lot less eventful than this summary suggests and I can't think of a single reason why you should go and see it. You'd learn more about people's lives walking up and down the street for an hour.
Review of Wiener-Dog
