Rolf Miller - Ich sag nix

BEFORE THE SHOW WE RECOMMEND:
DINING AT THE SCHARFRICHTERRESTAURANT OR IN THE ROMANTIC ARCADED COURTYARD. TUESDAY TO SATURDAY FROM 5 PM
TABLE RESERVATIONS: 0851 - 35 900

Nobody says nothing quite as beautifully as Rolf Miller. The press calls it "a golden hour of stuttering and stumbling"... which you can't stop laughing at - and that's precisely why you don't immediately notice the abysses Miller is quietly concealing from you.

Always indirect, always incidental, almost detached - this brilliant satirist slips us the meaningless void of our existence with a brutal instinct for the unspoken. Don't live your life, dream your dream, because the destination is in the way. - Uh, what!? - Exactly. Miller shows you the dream of your goals.

But does "ICH SAG NIX" also stand for "are we still allowed to say everything?" - "When women argue, the devil sits in the corner and takes notes." Is it still okay to laugh at that? Or is it being censored by 3 Sat, Pro 7 and the rest out of political hypercorrectness, because the fun police there no longer understand satire thanks to intellectual self-mutilation? Is the critic from the moose now one himself? Add to that the lightning-fast offence taken by certain groups the moment they become the punchline. Always only at the others, right? Or is Miller himself too cowardly, dodging the issue, preferring to say nothing voluntarily? He doesn't need some uptight system conformist to silence him...

No: Rolf Miller couldn't care less. On the contrary - everyone has the right to be insulted, mocked, and roughed up. It's a matter of style how the cruelties that sweeten our lives are administered. We forgive Miller his poison - he can't help it. It stays dark, it stays nasty. The HOW matters, not the WHAT. The satisfying disgust goes on. If you have a problem with the following sentences, you'd better skip Miller's show: Family planning is always both hostage-taking and blackmail at once / When the BMI is higher than the IQ / No means no, but