Rolf Silber
Veteran
Okay - The Germans. Nothing I write is a dogma. Lots of people may disagree - Germans foremost. If you don‘t like it remember that oldcorpse is responsible for it. He made me do it so I make a fool out of myself here:
We start as most German tales with: Once upon a time .... and here our trouble with current films start: There was a German writer called Christoph von Grimmelshausen. It’s around 1670, the 30 Years War with more than 50% of all Germans killed by the sword, the canon, the torture, the pest or hunger, just over. And he writes a book called Simplicius Simplicissimus (The Simpleton), a big book and it’s a grim and cruel comedy about a Forrest Gump-style mercenary in this great war and he knows what he is writing about, because he himself was very probably a mercenary in this war.
And he writes another novel about a certain Madame, a whore, a peddler, a business woman in this war whom he calls “Courage”. Both books cruel, thrilling, entertaining, funny and wise. They are more or less the first “modern” novels in the teutonic language, they have highly interesting style changes and they cover the ground of the greatest disaster of Germans national history next to the WW2. And, no: Christoph von Grimmelshausen is not THE national writer of the Germans. And there you have it.
Much later: Goethe (great stylist but stuffy storyteller), Schiller (excellent dramatist but so serious, milk will turn sour as soon he enters a kitchen) – these are THE national writers a few hundred years on, while the English had Shakespeare (drama & comedy) and the French Moliere (comedy with drama) we have “deep thinkers” who only once in a while get disturbed by Grimmelshausens ghost, rattling his chains because a young, highly able writer called Buechner just died much too young who showed that he could work both in comedy and drama, be intelligent and highly entertaining. But: Hunted by the authorities and dead now. Meanwhile at least the Brothers Grimm go out and find a strange and rich and wonderful culture of folksy tales, interesting, strange, blood soaked, thrilling – but that’s for kids, no? Grimmelshausen’s ghost moans and begs to differ but nobody listens….
Short stop in the late 20’s of the 20[SUP]th[/SUP] century: Film is inventend and something seems to change with the Germans all of a sudden. They start, in literature, theater and especially in film to become …. more entertaining all of a sudden. “Nosferatu”, “Der blaue Engel”, “Der letzte Mann”, "Der Golem", "Das Kabinett des Dr. Caligari" ……. Grimmelshausens Ghost begins to have some hope. He has to accept though that he still is more or less forgotten, until only a young dramatist comes along, steals his "Courage", rips her from all the dark humour and most of the sexy parts and makes it into a highly successful but also “deep” theatre-piece and doesn't mention Grimmelshausen name often. But okay.
Meanwhile Lang shoots “M”, German film-industry is big, a certain Mr. Lubitsch and Mr. Wilder and others working in Berlin – and along comes a “deep” and neurotic Austrian hyena and the German decide to have a love affair with a flaring, burning, murderous socio-path. And Grimmelshausen’s Ghost packs for Hollywood.
Late 70’s of the 20[SUP]th[/SUP] century: So called “Young German Film” started out really good a decade ago, overrunning the bastions of the “Tearjerker Cartel”, the old UFA-Guys with often a brownish past who had the cinema in their grips but now sit with them in an unbecoming kind of a truce in the cinematic bunker where they try to survive the onslaught of Hollywood. Which is about to shock & awe the national German film production into oblivion.
This is maybe Grimmelshausen’s Ghost’s revenge. The Young German Films becomes “deeper” every year (with some distinctive exceptions) and makes no money, the films by the “Tearjerker Cartel” become sillier and sillier and sometimes make money. We have re-established a situation the Germans have trouble coming out of: Either a movie is entertaining (then it must be stupid, no?) or a movie is highly intelligent (then it must be boring, no?). Note: There always have been exceptions to the rule - as always.
What we have now is what is called a dichotomy. But at times directors like a guy called Roland Klick dare to at least try to revoke Grimmelshausen’s Ghost and make films that are both entertaining and intelligent and raw and full of energy. Nervousness in the bunker. And those guys have problems to establish themselves between the cinematic deeply high and the outright flatliner-culture. They get dissed big time. And there we at times got what oldcorpse in the other thread so nicely called: Bratwurst mit Scheiße. Very Grimmelhaus’ian expression, btw.
Around the 90’s younger directors make first steps into the “danger zone” between high and low-culture, some successful, other try too much to copy-cat Hollywood with 3% to 5% of the budget of an American film (German action movies – bwaaaah!) but later come some even some nationally very successful, not too stupid comedies.
As of today: I see highly interesting things happening in German cinema - not to the least through directors from immigrant background. Still it has problems talking to the national audience and the international at the same time. Too much navel inspection often, I concede. And “Berlin School” is another bout of “Teutonic Deepism” all though there where a few great films among it that just would not “travel” so I don’t dismiss in total. I believe there is hope. The proponents of Young German Film then had to overcome the mountains of s**t left behind by Nazi-culture and for this alone I respect them all though I am and never have been a great fan of it. The now young German cinema has to find it’s role and I see hopeful signs that Grimmelshausen’s Ghost may have at least his vacations over here more often again.
All what I wrote is of course a fairy-tale. I am born just twenty kilometres away from where the Brothers Grimm came from and 50 from where Grimmelshausen was born. So have mercy with me and remember how every good tale ends: And if they have not died, they still live on today….. ;-)
Okay, oldcorpse, did I now nicely enough dance to your tune?
We start as most German tales with: Once upon a time .... and here our trouble with current films start: There was a German writer called Christoph von Grimmelshausen. It’s around 1670, the 30 Years War with more than 50% of all Germans killed by the sword, the canon, the torture, the pest or hunger, just over. And he writes a book called Simplicius Simplicissimus (The Simpleton), a big book and it’s a grim and cruel comedy about a Forrest Gump-style mercenary in this great war and he knows what he is writing about, because he himself was very probably a mercenary in this war.
And he writes another novel about a certain Madame, a whore, a peddler, a business woman in this war whom he calls “Courage”. Both books cruel, thrilling, entertaining, funny and wise. They are more or less the first “modern” novels in the teutonic language, they have highly interesting style changes and they cover the ground of the greatest disaster of Germans national history next to the WW2. And, no: Christoph von Grimmelshausen is not THE national writer of the Germans. And there you have it.
Much later: Goethe (great stylist but stuffy storyteller), Schiller (excellent dramatist but so serious, milk will turn sour as soon he enters a kitchen) – these are THE national writers a few hundred years on, while the English had Shakespeare (drama & comedy) and the French Moliere (comedy with drama) we have “deep thinkers” who only once in a while get disturbed by Grimmelshausens ghost, rattling his chains because a young, highly able writer called Buechner just died much too young who showed that he could work both in comedy and drama, be intelligent and highly entertaining. But: Hunted by the authorities and dead now. Meanwhile at least the Brothers Grimm go out and find a strange and rich and wonderful culture of folksy tales, interesting, strange, blood soaked, thrilling – but that’s for kids, no? Grimmelshausen’s ghost moans and begs to differ but nobody listens….
Short stop in the late 20’s of the 20[SUP]th[/SUP] century: Film is inventend and something seems to change with the Germans all of a sudden. They start, in literature, theater and especially in film to become …. more entertaining all of a sudden. “Nosferatu”, “Der blaue Engel”, “Der letzte Mann”, "Der Golem", "Das Kabinett des Dr. Caligari" ……. Grimmelshausens Ghost begins to have some hope. He has to accept though that he still is more or less forgotten, until only a young dramatist comes along, steals his "Courage", rips her from all the dark humour and most of the sexy parts and makes it into a highly successful but also “deep” theatre-piece and doesn't mention Grimmelshausen name often. But okay.
Meanwhile Lang shoots “M”, German film-industry is big, a certain Mr. Lubitsch and Mr. Wilder and others working in Berlin – and along comes a “deep” and neurotic Austrian hyena and the German decide to have a love affair with a flaring, burning, murderous socio-path. And Grimmelshausen’s Ghost packs for Hollywood.
Late 70’s of the 20[SUP]th[/SUP] century: So called “Young German Film” started out really good a decade ago, overrunning the bastions of the “Tearjerker Cartel”, the old UFA-Guys with often a brownish past who had the cinema in their grips but now sit with them in an unbecoming kind of a truce in the cinematic bunker where they try to survive the onslaught of Hollywood. Which is about to shock & awe the national German film production into oblivion.
This is maybe Grimmelshausen’s Ghost’s revenge. The Young German Films becomes “deeper” every year (with some distinctive exceptions) and makes no money, the films by the “Tearjerker Cartel” become sillier and sillier and sometimes make money. We have re-established a situation the Germans have trouble coming out of: Either a movie is entertaining (then it must be stupid, no?) or a movie is highly intelligent (then it must be boring, no?). Note: There always have been exceptions to the rule - as always.
What we have now is what is called a dichotomy. But at times directors like a guy called Roland Klick dare to at least try to revoke Grimmelshausen’s Ghost and make films that are both entertaining and intelligent and raw and full of energy. Nervousness in the bunker. And those guys have problems to establish themselves between the cinematic deeply high and the outright flatliner-culture. They get dissed big time. And there we at times got what oldcorpse in the other thread so nicely called: Bratwurst mit Scheiße. Very Grimmelhaus’ian expression, btw.
Around the 90’s younger directors make first steps into the “danger zone” between high and low-culture, some successful, other try too much to copy-cat Hollywood with 3% to 5% of the budget of an American film (German action movies – bwaaaah!) but later come some even some nationally very successful, not too stupid comedies.
As of today: I see highly interesting things happening in German cinema - not to the least through directors from immigrant background. Still it has problems talking to the national audience and the international at the same time. Too much navel inspection often, I concede. And “Berlin School” is another bout of “Teutonic Deepism” all though there where a few great films among it that just would not “travel” so I don’t dismiss in total. I believe there is hope. The proponents of Young German Film then had to overcome the mountains of s**t left behind by Nazi-culture and for this alone I respect them all though I am and never have been a great fan of it. The now young German cinema has to find it’s role and I see hopeful signs that Grimmelshausen’s Ghost may have at least his vacations over here more often again.
All what I wrote is of course a fairy-tale. I am born just twenty kilometres away from where the Brothers Grimm came from and 50 from where Grimmelshausen was born. So have mercy with me and remember how every good tale ends: And if they have not died, they still live on today….. ;-)
Okay, oldcorpse, did I now nicely enough dance to your tune?
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