KÖLNER STADTANZEIGER, Hans Schifferle
The action in Heinz Emigholz’s complex, fantastic, funny and absorbing painter-writer-philosophy-sex film, THE HOLY BUNCH, takes place in Hamburg, on the Cologne Cathedral and outside Gaudí’s La Sagrada Familia, on earth and in heaven. It deals with the relationship between buildings and bodies and landscapes, between philosophical texts and Daliah Lavi hits such as If you could read my mind. It is about writing and collecting, about love between bisexuals, straights and gays, and about death. This is funny, and then more and more tragic.
BERLINALE JOURNAL, Ulrich Gregor
Emigholz has now been occupied for some years – and with great consistency – with the development of a new, personal form of film narrative.