Posts Tagged ‘german’

Obscurity Points // “Yearning and Harmony”

April 25th, 2017 | Features | 0 Comments

I found Tri Atma‘s bonkers 1982 album Yearning and Harmony while paging through the used records at my ever-beloved all-time favourite record store in the world, Academy Records in Greenpoint. The cover and especially its back-cover were just too classic: a German new age guitar-tablas band that teamed up with a crazy old synthesizer dude to make a record in 1982. Please, Adult Swim, do something like Live at the Necropolis with this.

Of course, I wouldn’t be writing about it if the music weren’t very close to exactly what I wanted to hear. The guitar and tabla work are solid, but top marks here go to Klaus Netzle for exceedingly melodic and beautifully kosmische synth work.

Feuchtgebiete (Wetlands)

September 17th, 2014 | Film | 0 Comments

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The 2013 German film Feuchtgebiete (called Wetlands in English) has finally made its way over to North American shows and it’s a pretty disgusting movie but with a good heart.

The film follows Helen, an 18-year-old girl obsessed with sex and all manner of gross bodily fluids. She also enjoys doing drugs. But, lest you think she’s a hopeless case, she also dearly loves her little brother and her parents, who got divorced several years ago much to Helen’s dismay.

One day while shaving, she accidentally slices an artery or something in her tush. After diligently going to school (in one of the funniest sequences of the film, as everyone in class stares at the copious amounts of blood dripping down her legs) she ends up in the hospital. There she befriends a handsome young male nurse named Robin, and hatches a plan to get her parents to come see her at the same time and presumably fall back in love upon seeing eachother again.

As disgusting and crazy as Helen is, she is enormously entertaining and charming. I wouldn’t want to have anything to do with her in real life, but to watch her for an hour or two is undeniably fun.

Feuchtgebiete pulls off an admirable balancing act, never letting the emotional elements of the film get drowned out by the outrageous, and so never letting things devolve into a dumb gross-out fest. The pacing allows time for characters to interact and introspect, but keeps the overall energy of the film high, with a punk rock sensibility shoving everything forward. The ending of the film is, however, not at all believable. It’s no big twist – you can see it from a mile away – but I’ll refrain from giving it away here. In any case, it’s a minor dumb point in what is, for the most part, a very entertaining film about a very crazy girl.