Cookie settings

We use several types of cookies on this website to provide you with an optimal online experience, to increase the user-friendliness of our portal and to constantly improve our communication with you. You can decide which categories you want to allow and which you do not want to allow (see "Custom settings" for more information).
Name Usage Duration
privacylayerStatus Agreement Cookie hint1 year
vote_*Saving the tuning state to a videoJanuary 2038
Name Usage Duration
_gaGoogle Analytics2 years
_gidGoogle Analytics1 day
_gatGoogle Analytics1 minute
_galiGoogle Analytics30 seconds


You have the following 0 movies on your watchlist

27th International Film Festival

for Children and Young Audience

8 – 15 OCT 2022

Dear Mr. Führer

Original title: Das Glaszimmer
German title: Das Glaszimmer
93 min
from 12 years
2020 | German Premiere
Direction: Christan Lerch
Script: Christan Lerch


2020 | German Focus

Additional Information
Lieblingsfilm GmbH

Spring 1945: Eleven-year-old Felix lives with his mother Anna in Munich. His father Bernd, a well-known trumpeter, is at the front. When bombardments of the city do not stop, Anna and Felix flee to the countryside. They set up a new home on the farm of a deceased aunt. There Felix discovers a mysterious room full of sparkling shards of glass, where he can withdraw and forget the everyday brutality of war. In the village he quickly makes friends with Karri, Martha and refugee boy Tofan. Karri is the son of Johann Feik, the local group leader, who has imposed a strict Nazi regime. Karri usually walks around in his Hitler Youth uniform, plays “western front” or “urban warfare” with Felix and the other children and subjects them to dangerous tests of courage. More and more Felix gets into conflicts. On the one hand, out of concern for his father, he and Martha write a letter to Adolf Hitler telling him to stop the war. On the other hand, he emulates Karri and increasingly believes in the “final victory” and all the Nazi slogans. Until one day his father Bernd comes knocking at their door – totally emaciated and ragged ...