Nachmittag (2007) watch online HD

this is a great film. just saw it at the buenos aires independent film festival, so as angela shalenec's marseille, a couple of years ago. a perfect portrait of tedium and utter hopelessness. The film does not go anywhere, so do the character's lives. (so do ours?). much of what's going on has been thankfully ommitted, and thus it's left to the viewer the activity of picking up the pieces and the recollections. and yet, even if we don't make the effort, as i didn't, and we let ourselves be carried away, we get a certain sense of weariness. boredom, which is, by the way, a strictly chekhovian topic. everything unfolds slowly, in between silences and dead moments. an atmosphere of torrid heat causes everyone to lack their will and interest in things. this compulsion toward one thing or another seems completely absent and the characters move themselves between a never ending present and an oblivious past which, little by little, is revealed. yet don't expect surprises. there aren't any. doesn't it happen the same way in our lives?

Angela Schanelec's new film is loosely based on Anton Chekhov's play "The Seagull". Some years ago I tried reading one of his plays but wasn't able to finish it. The conflicted characters seemed hopelessly depressing and uninteresting to me, and the way the play would end already predetermined, so that I quit reading halfway into it. The literary quality of Chekhov's dialog didn't elude me completely, but I'm not exactly a fan of the Russian school of social criticism in which the characters are trapped in their own world, endlessly circling around themselves and their petty problems, unable to grasp the reality that lies beyond. When compassion is needed, I am more taken with Henrik Ibsen's studies in which the character's are often able to free themselves to a certain extent from their former illusions and delusions, no matter how difficult the circumstances might be. If Chekhov portrays a world in deadlock, an upper class caught in its own rituals that has already become obsolete, Ibsen shows the dynamics at the end of the 19th century, depicting a society in flux, with the decadence of former moral and social standards crumbling. I'm not saying that one of these positions is preferable to the other, when in fact both have much more in common than might be apparent at first glance. It's just that the fiery temperament and optimism of a teenager is probably more suited to the confrontations at display in Ibsen's work than the fine modulations of Chekhov. In my case this was clearly so.

At the 57th Berlinale, some years and a bit of experience later, I was giving him another chance via the latest film by German director Angela Schanelec. Being already a huge fan of her work I was of course a bit biased before the film, and (I hate to admit it) had also temporarily forgotten her fondness of Chekhov and his influence on this particular film. Hers isn't exactly an adaptation of the play though, as the dialog was completely rewritten and only parts of the atmosphere and the constellation of the characters remain. The setting is present day Berlin, upper middle class, a family and their friends at a house by a lake. The main conflict between mother and son has lost some of its importance, while other characters have been given bigger roles. I would call the film more of an ensemble piece, with the main conflict still intact, but now balanced and reflected through the actions of another character who was for me also the main attraction of the film. Agnes (very good portrayal by Miriam Horwitz) is the neighbor's daughter and former friend and lover of Konstantin (Jirka Zett) who is struggling to become a writer. He lives alone with his grandpa, and when his mother (played by Angela Schanelec herself) visits the former family home with her new lover, old conflicts resurface. Although the director is never making a direct statement through the characters themselves, and her standpoint can only be felt through the staging as and the interactions of people in the environment in which they are placed, the character of Agnes seemed to me to approximate the directorial gaze. She is always observing, attentive but not judgmental, trying to articulate the problems that beset her and the others. In contrast to their enclosed and egocentric perspective she is open and approachable (only the mother's lover is presented as a possible soul mate). While everybody else wants to get hold of the others because of something they don't possess themselves, she is trying to create it in herself through interaction with the world. As the catastrophe unfolds she naturally has no place in it.

Besides Ulrich Köhler, Angela Schanelec is for me currently the most talented of the dozens of young filmmakers who have emerged during the last ten years and made Germany once again one of the most interesting and innovative film countries in the world. Her approach to filmmaking is quite unique, though her work with the actors could be somewhat compared to the methods of Jacques Doillon. Exactly written out in advance of the shooting, the precise dialog has to be interpreted by the actors on the set. Improvisation and creativity meet in the choreography of the actors' bodies in the space that surrounds them, and a lot of the film's strength depends on the particular intonation of the written lines. It is a cinema that highlights a specific mood and atmosphere more than the story, which is presented only in fragments and never really explained. Things happen on the fringes of life, and in conversations it is more important for the camera to remain on a character's face than to cut to another person. Omissions are the most important structural element, as a lot of events often happen either outside of the frame or get shown in a casual way. Schanelec forces us to reconsider the question of what is actually important. Every scene and movement, every facial expression and line of dialog have a power and relevance in themselves. Because something is shown, because it has happened and is part of the characters' lives. If you look at the film in retrospect, lots of its magic lies in the fact that each moment is treated equally, nothing is given precedence over anything else. What is of importance is the reaction to a certain event, not necessarily the event itself. Because only we can give the moments in our lives a specific weight, the impression they will make on us depends on our reactions to them. If people are struggling, searching for a place in life, nature itself seems ignorant to this struggle. For the beauty we give is the beauty we receive. That is the greatest gift of Schanelec's cinema. Learning that you are responsible yourself, and that what happens around us is also happening because of us. A cinema of reflection which makes it possible to experience yourself through others.

This is a movie about a group of clinically depressed people. The director makes you experience their depression by the unrelenting boredom of the film. Little happens in the film, the people predominantly talk banality and nothing at all interesting occurs. It appears that every action and every bit of dialogue was chosen for what would be least stimulating. There's a little girl in the film and my one thought was that child services should get her out of this oppressing family. I'm uncertain if the film is of any value. I certainly didn't learn anything from it except to avoid the director's films.

"Nachmittag" or "Afternoon" is a German 95-minute movie from 2007, so this one has its10th anniversary this year already. It is definitely among the most known films by writer and director Angela Schanelec, who has been in film for a really long time now, also as an actress. She performs in front of the camera in this one too. The cast here does not include any big name actors from Germany at all. The one who may come closest to that description is probably Mark Waschke who may be known to German film buffs for some of the other films he appeared in, so this is far from his most known movie. Still the fact that the film is far from forgotten probably also has a lot to do that it is based on a play by the truly famous Anton Chekhov. IT is a really really slow-moving film and I would agree that slow is not necessarily a negative statement. However, if you make a film where relatively little happens like this one here (and I believe you will agree with this description), then you need to make up for it in terms of other areas, so it needs to be a quietly convincing work with subtle writing from start to finish that still manages to make a difference and keep the characters interesting to the audience. The way the characters are written and the depth they (do not) possess is absolutely crucial in turning such a slow and bleak film nonetheless into something special. Overall, I would not say this has been achieved here. I would say though that the atmospheric take is nicely handled and here and there we also get a good moments involving the characters and story. But it simply isn't enough for a full feature film and most of all the production values and acting were just mediocre at best. I give "Afternoon" a thumbs-down. Not recommended.