Tigermilch ★★½

my review for the chicago reader

Oh, to be a teenage girl in Berlin. Based on Stefanie de Velasco's novel of the same name, Ute Wieland’s feature puts the audience in the depths of adolescence—complete with heavy black eyeshadow, punk music, and cigarettes in the school bathroom. The first half feels breezy and low stakes as it follows best friends Nini and Jameelah’s quest to lose their virginities over summer break. But the film quickly takes a dark turn when Jameelah’s family is threatened with deportation and the two friends witness a murder. It’s ambitious, though not impossible, to give a fluffy premise serious weight—but Tiger Milk’s real flaw is trying to cover too much ground. Unfortunately, the most poignant things Tiger Milk has to say are overshadowed by lesser plot points that eat up valuable screen time.