Schau mich nicht so an

German cinema is strange, I keep hearing from friends, at least from those who are not from Germany. And for those who are more used to American Hollywood cinema, or also to fine arts films from France, Italy, etc., in other words, for those who expect either mainstream or poetry when going to the cinema, German movies in their bareness, in their whole style, will indeed seem a bit strange. Krud is perhaps also a word that someone would use to describe many German movies.

Many people with whom I have seen German-language films have afterward, in their helplessness, begun to praise or damn the experimental nature of the film (it is amazing how people deal with irritation while looking at/consuming art - in the eyes of many, it lacks entertainment and therefore has a negative connotation. Yet this is precisely one of the great benefits of art: that it evokes feelings of unease without being a threat to us. It creates spaces and scenarios in which we come into contact with things that we do not yet understand, and perhaps never will. But the experience remains and will help us to dig deeper if we want to). Most of the time I was surprised by this approach because often I didn't find the structure of the narrative experimental at all, but on the contrary very functional, just in a different way than in the usual Hollywood cinema. But probably it is more helpful if I now move away from these general considerations and have a look at the film; for here it becomes apparent that irritation is by all means not always a stimulating experience.

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