Provocative Teuton filmmaker Rosa von Praunheim’s “Your Heart in My Brain” is far from the literal re-telling of the notorious Armin Miewes cannibal case that his critics anticipated. Instead, this two-hander for ace thesps Martin Molitor and Martin Ontrop is a theatrical black comedy about how, when the wrong two people are matched, love can turn horribly off mark. Von Praunheim plays with fire by urging improv, loose vid camera work and ultra-campy touches, but they congeal to make a strangely effective film. Gay fests are certain destinations.
Achim and Peter (Molitor and Ontrop) meet over the web, and after a bad first encounter, get to know each other. Although the scenario telegraphs too soon that Peter is troubled, it’s Achim’s descent into depravity — drawn from his need to stave off loneliness — that drives the pic to consider what makes otherwise normal people commit perverse acts. Thesps play various male and female roles, in a sly nod to Charlotte von Mahlsdorf, subject of von Praunheim’s doc, “I Am My Own Woman,” and Doug Wright’s play, “I Am My Own Wife.”