Some hard facts first: porn is not what it used to be. Tonight, the Porn Film Festival Berlin opens its gates for the eighth time and things look a little different this year. A quick browse through the programme made me wonder where the porn went, and by porn I mean, quite conservatively, mainstream feature-length hardcore porn films. With very few exceptions, they have disappeared from the festival and that’s not even a bad or a sad thing since watching feature-length hardcore porn in a regular cinema in the company of strangers can be a… well… stressful thing.
Archive: October 2013
I kind of lost track on vintage shopping in Berlin, maybe because I am not interested in that certain synthetic sweater with stonewashed jeans in weird proportions look sported in certain streets of Neukölln (as I’ve heard). Maybe because I found my favorites (Das Neue Schwarz, Garments, Rianna) and have not been able to find good stuff at the newcomers and thus lost interest? Anyhow, somehow my treasure-seeking spirit revived last week and I payed a visit to a store I’ve been passing by on my bike about 2 million times and never stopped before this one day last week: Mankii.
After an astonishingly bland dinner at Ming Dynastie last week, I gave up on the idea to get good Chinese food in the East of this city and went back to where Berlin’s Asian heart resides: the West. And I found what is now my favorite place for Chinese, especially Sichuan food: Tian Fu.
In 1980, William Friedkin, probably best known for directing The Exorcist, made a thriller that is set in New York’s gay and fetish scene and deals with a psychopathic killer who chooses his victims in darkrooms. Al Pacino plays a straight undercover cop who immerses himself into the gay scene in search of the murderer. Though filmed with the support of local Manhattan gay bars, certain activists smelled homophobic undertones in the script and tried to interrupt and prevent the shooting of the film. When the film was eventually released, 40 sexually explicit minutes of Cruising were cut and are still kept under wraps by the production company today. More than 30 years later, filmmakers Travis Mathews and James Franco had the idea of reconstructing the missing material according to their imagination. The result can be seen at this year’s Berlin Porn Film Festival. Interior. Leather Bar. is a bold experiment and a film that defies many definitions and might disappoint conventional expectations – despite its explicit sex scenes.
Many of the eateries I recommend on this website are my personal favorites where I repeatedly spend my lunch breaks and dinner times. I mean, this is kind of self-evident, but it isn’t necessarily reflected in the content of this blog, since a review’s usually a one-time-thing. This is why I decided to revive some recommendations with a photographed revisit. This time it’s Kantine Neun, the more than wonderful lunch institution in Berlin’s culinary mecca Markthalle IX.