Die Stadt in 52 Minuten: Il tram (1973)

    Gebären, Tod, gewirktes Einerlei,
    Lallen der Wehen, langer Sterbeschrei,
    Im blinden Wechsel geht es dumpf vorbei.

    (Georg Heym – Die Stadt)


Seelenwucherungen am Gewebe – Skepp till Indialand (1947)

    I wish I was stronger; I wish I was thinner
    I wish I didn’t have this nose
    These ears that stick out remind me of my father
    And I don’t want to be reminded at all
    The final disappointment

    (Lou Reed – Harry’s Circumcision)


Von der schlummernden Mauer – Freddy und die Melodie der Nacht (1960)

    So geh ich allein und frage mich:
    Gibt’s ein Herz, das mich vermisst?
    Und wo ist der Mensch, der zu mir hält
    der genau wie ich, einsam ist?

    (Freddy Quinn – Melodie der Nacht)


The First Time (1978) or: How to separate sex from sex with Anthony Spinelli

Have you ever pondered about the question of how a film centered around authentic, thus outwardly far more equable renditions of intercourse can manage to tell encounter from encounter, to dinstinguish the metaphysical weight being thrown around so freely? Anthony Spinelli’s “The First Time”, the prolific director’s final offering in a longstanding streak of outré, highly avantgarde films preceding his second coming as careful constructor of more narratively inclined fare, seems to have been constructed entirely around this very idea and adds the further challenge of answering without ever sacrificing its carelessly understated tone. Weiterlesen…

…und als Dach ein Himmel voller Zauber – Das perfekte Geheimnis (2019)

    Seht ihr den Mond dort stehen?

    Er ist nur halb zu sehen,

    Und ist doch rund und schön.

    So sind wohl manche Sachen,

    Die wir getrost belachen,

    Weil unsre Augen sie nicht sehn.

    (Matthias Claudius – Der Mond ist aufgegangen)


Calling it a day in Neon Hell: Night City (2015)

    Life is like a B-picture script. It’s that corny. If I had my life story offered to me to film, I’d turn it down.
    (Kirk Douglas)


Self-destructing renditions of life and death on video: The Devil’s Bloody Playthings (2005)

    Well, I saw a man walking on the water, walkin’
    Coming right at me from the other side
    Calling out my name
    And, “Do not be afraid, now!”
    Feet begin to run, run, run
    Pounding in my brain

    (Richard Hell & the Voidoids – Walking on the Water)


Leben, Lachen, Laufen und Kohle – The Molly Maguires (1970)

    O what can you give me?
    Say the sad bells of Rhymney.

    Is there hope for the future?
    Cry the brown bells of Merthyr.

    Who made the mineowner?
    Say the black bells of Rhondda.

    And who robbed the miner?
    Cry the grim bells of Blaina.

    (Idris Davies – Gwalia Deserta XV)


Midnight Confessions #05: The Pink Ladies (1979)

    You’re a kid Casanova, you’re no Joseph
    It’s a labor of love fucking yourself to death
    Orgasm addict, you’re an orgasm addict

    (Buzzcocks – Orgasm Addict)


Auch im Mann steckt bloß ein großes Kind: Oriental Baby Sitter (1977)

    My girl babysits for someone on her block
    Then I come up to join her and we start to rock
    The baby hears the beat and man it is a shock
    When he goes ‘Ggggg-gggg’

    (Buzz Clifford – Baby Sittin’ Boogie)