Síndrome de Estocolmo
A scathing satire of Portuguese society. The script writer was a classy troll, and the fact that this was greenlit by the biggest broadcast network only makes it even funnier.
It starts off in the set of a soap opera. Instead of a lead actor, there is a male model that acts (badly). He is being grilled by a pretentious director that acts like he is not filming disposable crap. The scene is set in a bank, blatantly ripping-off.
After that, real bank robbers show up and kidnap the female lead, which is happy to get away from those nincompoops. Right on their tails come the news crew, much sooner than the police.
The rest of the film consists of their musings on life, the universe, everything.
The detective assigned to the case is a fucking moron whose main purpose is pushing his sensational books about unsolved murders, his opinion column on the tabloid and his TV criminal chronicles, always with misrepresentation to scare, lying with statistics or outright fabrication of facts. He is played like Mr. Bean meets Inspector Closeau. No way can such moronic character be based on real-world person.
Finally, there is the reporter who wants to raise above chasing ambulances into political reporting, so she shoehorns high-level policy into everyday situations. “Is it raining today? Clearly this is a direct consequence of the EU failing to implement taxes on CO2 emissions.”
The best part about this made-for-tv film is that mocks the very TV station that financed it, starring a model turned actor as himself with another name. This could be an accident, but the credits confirm it, since it was written by a regular contributor to the local Onion.
The execs were apparently not amused, as this was buried for about 4 years in a dark cave. When it was finally broadcast, it was on a Sunday at 3am. Some actors were even shunted into other networks.
If the shoe fits…