Friday, 20 March 2009

Broken glass is luxury...


Last night, I watched Vera Chytilová's "Sedmikrásky". I've heard so much about this film before, knowing that this is a classic of the Czech nouvelle vague, and I've been wanting to see it for ages, but it is extremely rare and hard to get hold of, unless you understand the Czech language (an original DVD without subtitels is easily available in the Czech Republic). In fact, it is much easier here to get a 35mm film copy than a DVD, and I'm proud of the cinema I work at, the UT Connewitz, for taking the chance and showing this extremely rare classic. (The bizarre experience of trying to be a normal guest in a cinema I know only too well - including all the little technical problems that can occur in a very old film theatre with very old technical equipment - was also highly interesting. But this is another story worth an entry of its own!)

As for Chytilová's film, I had high expectations, and as I love a couple of films of the French nouvelle vague, I imagined this one as something like a Czech version of Rivette's masterpiece "Celine et Julie vont en bateau" - two girls who need no one but each other and their own imagination to have a whole lot of fun. And yes, indeed, this comparison is quite fitting, though the two protagonists in "Sedmikrásky" even push things a bit further. One could describe it as "Celine and Julie have a real binge", or something like that. The two girls - both named Marie - recognise that the whole world is spoiled and therefore decide to become spoiled as well. They start to live a life in excessive hedonism, they play their games with other people (mainly guys), eat a lot and just have fun, no matter what the consequences are. And it is definitely fun to watch that, though there is a lot more to it: the hedonist surface does reveal a subversive message (the film was forbidden for a year or so under the communist government). At the time of its release, it was unusual enough that girls amused themselves as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Today, this might appear quite normal, but in the pre-sexual-revolution 1960s and under a totalitarian regime, this was a statement in itself. Apart from this, the matter-of-factness in the girls' behaviour of exceeding all boundaries, still bears a subversive, anarchist touch, even in our modern times. Everything is possible - that's probably what Chytilová wants to show us, and in these terms, the film is highly encouraging.


There is much more to discover in the dialogues. For example, when the two Maries go to a little village where the locals don't pay any attention to them, they begin to wonder if they really exist at all, before they discover the mess of leaves and other things they've spread all along the river shores and come to the conclusion that they MUST exist - a conclusion that leads them to an outburst of euphoria. Once can interpret dialogues like that in many ways, including the position of women in society in general: being constantly overlooked or ignored. This, to name just one example... Another thing I definitely have to mention is the visual appeal of this movie. The style is very experimental, with changes in colour, unusual compositions of objects in the picture, fast cuts and the like. A couple of times I asked myself: was this really filmed in 1966? Sometimes it looked a lot like experimental films or video clips from our days, so one could say, Chytilová clearly was ahead of her times aesthetically, having used some techniques long before they were common. I think I still have to reflect over some things for a bit longer, and possibly watch the film again as there are so many little details to discover...

Tuesday, 17 March 2009

On cold days it is easy to see clear and easy to believe in it

(a little tribute to Stina Nordenstam and her beautiful music)

Wednesday, 7 January 2009

The owls are not what they seem...


some things to look forward to / be curious about in January:

* concerts with post-punk legends WIRE and YOUNG MARBLE GIANTS in Leipzig and Berlin (I hereby declare January 09 the month of post-punk!)
* some other good concerts which make it hard to choose which one to go to (Luomo, Animal Collective, ...)
* my first quasi-arctic cinema experience at the UT (with -15°C outside, I'm curious as to how cold it will be inside) and striving for perfect changeovers (the adrenaline will keep me warm I guess)
* a trip to Berlin and hopefully meeting some friends I haven't seen in a while
* a couple of films I want to see (Waltz with Bashir, O'Horten, Jerichow, Let the Right One In)
* new albums by ANIMAL COLLECTIVE and ANTONY & THE JOHNSONS
* "All Tomorrow's Parties"- N.Y. Factory theme party at A. and K.'s place
* trying to blog more regularly (ha ha!) and to get more creative stuff done at last

So, the year starts quite promising actually...

Saturday, 6 December 2008

A Tribute to Gustav

The end of the year is coming closer, everyone starts thinking about their favourite films, records, concerts etc. and I also tend to some list-o-mania these days. I've come to the conclusion that I've seen too many good films, for example, and find it hard to pick just a few, while I seem to have neglected music a bit this year (or mostly listened to older stuff). A couple of favourite 2008 albums are quite obvious though, and I will start my 2008 reflection with a tribute to one of my personal "artists of the year" - Austrian musician Eva Jantschitsch alias GUSTAV...


For more than one reason, 2008 has been a Gustav year. Not only that the title of her new album - “Verlass die Stadt“ (Leave the City) - can be seen as my personal motto for the year (and somehow the title track describes perfectly well how I felt about my long time city in the last months), it also is a brilliant record in every respect. More focused than her (already impressive) 2004 debut “Rettet die Wale“, she seems to have found her sound: basically electronic but also very song-oriented, including catchy, bittersweet tunes. And, last but not least, her intelligent, rebellious and thought-provoking lyrics (about society in general, resignation, longing for the next catastrophe, to name just a few), often combined with a dark ironic twist that is hard to describe. But unlike most German-speaking songwriters, who put so much emphasis on their lyrical content that the music seems like nothing more than a medium for the message, Gustav is obviously interested in both message AND music. Her way of combining different styles and sounds makes it impossible to name her influences just by listening to her records. Apart from releasing one of my favourite albums this year, her musical brilliance was even more impressive when listening to the songs live. I had the pleasure to see two Gustav concerts this year, first in May at the Leipzig Pop Up in a tiny overcrowded club, and then for a second time at the Skala (again in Leipzig), with basically the same setlist but a much better sound quality. The songs seemed even more powerful live than on the record, and the concert showed that she can even cover a Rage Against The Machine song (“Sleep Now in the Fire“) and make it sound totally like it was her own stuff. And she's one of the very few musicians who can make you think, laugh, cry and dance. Yes, even all at the same time.

A couple of songs (both old and new) can listened to here.

Friday, 5 December 2008

Looking for the new sound

Yes, yes and yes! Just a week ago I wrote in an email to a friend that Leipzig-Plagwitz is so great that you hardly have to go the city centre at all. Except for record shopping maybe. Well, just a couple of days later, I found a flyer in a pub and it announced great things. A new record shop opened this week - not exactly in Plagwitz but still very, very close. And even if it's still very basic, it already has a surprisingly good selection of music, including lots of records by the Touch label... some old post-punk classics I've never seen in shops before, and an impessive Fennesz collection. With more good stuff coming up soon, hopefully.(The first record I decided to buy there was Stina Nordenstam's "The World Is Saved".)