It’s 2 am, and I am sitting on the bar counter at Kit Kat Club, almost naked while watching a couple of white straight people fuck and masturbate on stage. My underwear has been artfully cut into strips by a naked woman with blue hair; she said that for her work I owe her only my appreciation. It’s the premiere party for Michał Marczak’s film Fuck for Forest, and the activists of the Fuck for Forest-NGO, a creative and energetic group of what many have called “neo-hippies”, have put together a show of concerts, improvised dance performances and live sex.
Archive: June 2013
Guys, it’s summer in Berlin. No one knows how long it will last (certainly shorter than we’re hoping or deserving) or how hot it will get (see parenthesis before), so it’s time to pack your bathing suit and start planning those lovely trips to one of the many lakes outside of Berlin. For example, go about 50 kilometers north, park your car in the woods and walk towards Bernsteinsee.
Going to Brussels always means a heavy to-do list, too many interesting museums, too many delicious treats, too much odd yet good beer awaits the traveller in this city. People told me, normally Brussels suffers from an endless grey sky, not so when I was there couple of days ago. Sunny sunshine, very blue skies and warm temperatures made my stay very pleasurable and I can’t wait to come back. Also to compile even more tips on this fascinating city, for now, here are my favorites from last week:
I’m lost for words, can you believe that summer came to Berlin, finally? Let’s enjoy it while it lasts.
(I am working on the 2013 edition of the summer guide, let me know your favorites in the comments!)
Do actors have a different approach to life? Can you be too old to be an artist? Why are there so few women in this film? Why was Eurydice so enchanted by the music and why does the heroine have to die? Is life really a stage or is life staged? Why do all young French actors look so cute and all old French actors look like chauvinists? Why did the distribution company decide to have a press screening of the film dubbed in German instead of showing the French original with English subtitles? Why are audiences so lazy? Why do we have such different ideas about what “reading” means? Why are only three cinemas in Berlin showing this film? Why do we trust reviews? Why can’t more films be like this one? Is film always a lie?