The villain was supposed to be a German Kurd and one of the others says to him, "Interesting that your German hasn't progressed at all in twenty years." This caused my husband to snigger and look at me meaningfully.
Had I not been so tired and drifted off, I would have analyzed the episode for miscommunication based on intercultural differences.
We had a short moment of confusion when my husband put on the synopsis of the episode and the date given was '1997'. "This is an old one," he said. I have been watching this Tatort duo for a long time and yet not that long. Or Inge hasn't aged at all since 1997. I woke up to look at clothing styles, but Inge dressed very classically, in a navy trenchcoat and jeans. Finally a smartphone came on, and I said, "It's recent." Finally an iPad was shown and I KNEW it was not 1997. Interesting even that we could have been confused for few moments.
I actually love this team. I think I realize I love all the teams, which is why I continue to watch Tatort. Inge is an older (yet still glamorous) blonde (noticeable bags under her eyes) who investigates with an ATTRACTIVE younger man. I think this man left briefly to go to Afghanistan to train police officers but there was no mention of back story (that I was awake for) in this episode, thankfully. They just got on with it. I like it that they are so collegial and matter-of-fact with each other.
The twist at the very end let us know that justice actually DIDN'T get served... but that is a familiar Tatort twist and I am used to it, although I don't like the pessimism of the ending. So hopeless and as if nothing you do really matters.