German film vilani Card? Desire of Fox tells the life experience of a popular female star.

Veronica, the once-famous actress? Fowles is sitting in the projection room watching a movie she starred in in the past: she plays a drug addict with expressionist video style in the late 1930s. At this moment, this woman is addicted to drugs, kneeling in front of the witch doctor, eagerly begging the female doctor to inject morphine for her, and saying a sad monologue: "Now, I will dedicate my death to you."

Fox is obviously young, but his star style still exists. She was immersed in the smoke of the past, as if she saw someone clapping for her after filming on the set. When she walked out of the studio, her husband was already waiting outside the door to meet her.

Fox walked alone in the rain. The night is deep and the streets are sparsely populated. A middle-aged man saw that she was caught in the rain, so he took an umbrella and invited her to go with him. He is a reporter for Sports Daily. His name is Robert? Chloe. He sent her on the tram, attracted by this strange, mysterious and frightened middle-aged woman, and her mood was hard to calm for a long time.

In the evening, Robert and his live-in girlfriend Harriet slept soundly. Suddenly, he got a call from Voss and invited him to have coffee at five o'clock the next afternoon.

In the coffee shop on the second floor of the luxury hotel, FOSS is beautifully dressed and charming. This almost cold and somewhat crazy beauty made Robert uneasy and restless. While talking and laughing, FOSS actually borrowed 300 marks from him, bought a sapphire pin from the commodity department downstairs and put it on a low-necked Spanish dress to show off his nobility and beauty to Robert. Then, she said goodbye to Robert, went to the merchandise department, returned the pin and got back 300 marks. The salesgirl recognized her as Foss, readily agreed, and asked her to sign as a souvenir.

Robert was deeply impressed by Fox's eccentric behavior and charming appearance. He was eager to see her again, so an elderly couple showed him this place according to the address left by Fox. But this is a private psychiatric clinic, and you must make an appointment to receive it. Robert knocked on the door of the clinic on the grounds of getting back 300 marks. In the glamorous white reception room, Marianne, a seemingly kind but secretive female doctor? Katz told Robert that as her patient, Foss lived here and received her careful treatment. As soon as Robert left, Katz went to Voss' ward and asked her sternly, "If you want to spend money, why don't you ask me for it?" He said sympathetically, "You can come to me for anything. I am your best friend. "

Robert received a letter from Voss saying that she was going to travel. But when he and his girlfriend Harriet came home at night, the mysterious and charming Fox suddenly appeared on the stairs and offered to spend the night with Robert. So Robert obediently followed FOSS to her luxurious villa in the suburbs. Fox put on translucent pajamas, like a looming nude, revealing the desire to let men caress. Unexpectedly, this romantic evening was ruined by Fox's drug addiction. During the spasm, FOSS curled up in a ball and sweated profusely. She asked Robert to drive her to Katz clinic at once, but when she got to the clinic, she didn't let Robert accompany her upstairs, which seemed mysterious.

Robert's doubts deepened, and he was eager to uncover the secret of Fox's illness and psychopathy. A few days later, he was invited to the set to watch Firth's filming, where he met Firth's ex-husband and they went to a pub together. The bearded man told Robert about Fox's life and experience-after his brilliant life as a movie star faded, his marriage broke down and he drank heavily. She was never invited to star in another film again. She is addicted to drugs. It costs money to inject morphine, so she mortgaged her property to Katz in the form of a will. Robert broke into Katz clinic again with drunkenness and accused Katz of being a "murderer". But Fox coldly dissuaded Robert and said, "If you can't help me, she can help me. Go! " Robert left in surprise and disappointment.

However, Robert did not stop there. He and Harriet went to the city health bureau to report the situation. Who knows that the director colluded with Katz and argued: "The system here is sound, but the people are not."

With a keen intuition, Robert guessed the secret that Voss was controlled by Katz, and the old couple refused treatment because the property mortgaged to Katz was exhausted, and even both committed suicide in despair. All this made him feel suffocating pain, so he took risks and made Harriet pretend to consult, trying to get Katz's prescription to control the patient. Unexpectedly, as soon as the prescription came to hand, disaster came. When she walked out of the clinic, she immediately went to the telephone booth across the street to inform Robert. However, all this is under the supervision of Katz. Harriet had just walked out of the telephone booth when she was killed by a car and the prescription in her handbag was quietly changed. When Robert took the police to the clinic, there was no evidence of murder. He asked Voss to testify, but she stood beside Katz coldly. Robert was surprised and left silently. As soon as Robert went out, Fox couldn't help sobbing in pain. Her fate is no longer in her own hands.

After the car accident, Katz and her assistant secretly discussed that swift and decisive measures must be taken to make Fox disappear from this world in a way that does not show traces. Fox was locked in a small ward and stopped taking morphine, leaving only three bottles of sleeping pills in the drawer. Foss lay dejectedly in bed and fell asleep: in a luxurious villa, she gave people a final farewell performance and sang a famous black elegy with hoarse and deep voice and requiem-like sadness.

The door opened and Katz and her assistant, as well as the director with the black bow tie, came down. Fox said to Katz; "Farewell to life and arrival in the world is the best moment." Then he whispered, "Now I belong to you, just waiting for you to die!" " "

Katz asked in surprise, "What?"

"Nothing, this is my line from my last play." Fox said, feeling dejected.

When Voss woke up from his dream again, he rolled out of bed, struggled to get up and slapped the locked door hard, but no one paid attention. She went back to bed, made up in front of a small round mirror with a rare silence, and a twisted woman's face was reflected in the mirror. She opened the drawer and swallowed the remaining three bottles of sleeping pills. The Easter bell of the church outside suddenly rang. ...

Robert read about Foss' death in the newspaper. He strolled to the suburbs and saw Katz and the director celebrating the festival in the luxury villa. As usual, life is like a dream.