Reinhardtstraße (2009) - full transcript
Nadine and Janine share a flat together with their friends Mark and Andreas. The flat share is a universe with its own rules, languages, manners and relationships. A stimulating place, where chaos is floating through corridors and...
I will stay red until tonight!
You are not red anymore.
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
It is always the same question.
When you go downhill
just past Reinhardtstrasse,
whether you enjoy the downward
movement and let go of the bike,
or whether you pedal,
so you can go even faster?
So, do you enjoy
going downhill and let go,
or don't you enjoy it
and try to move even faster?
I think I pedal a little.
I noticed,
that when I don't think
I simply enjoy going downhill.
But when I think,
I pedal and I don't enjoy it anymore!
My mother is already here.
Hello!
Hello!
And the silly thing is,
that since I had
this thought for the first time,
it came back to me again and again
at this point on Reinhardtstrasse,
so that going downhill...
- Morning!
Morning.
...so that going downhill
is not as enjoyable as it used to be.
Next time you can force yourself
not to pedal consciously.
At the beginning you
might not enjoy it but...
You are right.
Hello mum.
Hi, my dear, there you are.
I unpacked the carrots and potatoes.
Oh god, I forgot the crisps.
What? I brought crisps.
- Yes?
Oh, you want the books back.
- Sure!
But after a while
she will be able to enjoy it.
I also have a thought at a
certain point on Reinhardtstrasse.
Or rather a problem.
- What is it?
On a certain crossing I never know
how to get into the bikeline.
Hello!
Hello Nadine!
Good to see you. Are you ok?
- Yes. And you?
God, that looks terrible.
It looks terrible
but it wasn't that bad.
Do you remember our neighbours?
Did you hear it, too?
- Unbelievable!
They moved to Australia!
No, the youngest stayed here.
Who was it again?
- Didn't you go to school with him?
Ah, I know. He was so handsome.
I always feel like
I obstruct the traffic.
And then I expect
the cars to blow their horns.
Draw the situation
and I can show you
how to get into the bike lane.
You still have the teapot?
Of course.
I don't have mine anymore.
I poured hot water, like always.
I placed it on the sideboard.
And then I turned away.
And suddenly I heard a sound.
"Plopp"!
As if it had waited for me to turn away.
I turned around,
and looked,
and there it was.
Broken into two pieces
that were still moving slightly.
And around it, a steaming lake.
Can I take a shower first?
Ok.
I have seen the pictures
in the party room.
They are beautiful!
Did you make them for today?
No, I had them already.
On my computer.
They are digital collages.
When I'm working in the office, when
I design posters or illustrations,
I sometimes end up
with parts of images
that I can't use
for the project I'm working on.
I collect these in a folder.
Sometimes at night
I assemble these pictures
into new pictures.
Janine wanted me
to print out three of these collages
and put them up for her party.
She also said that they are beautiful.
Mark gets the music.
Mark is looking for the music.
When I used to live with my parents,
I had a sketch book.
I observed things and drew them.
And other things
I drew from imagination.
And when I was bored,
I took the sketch book
and looked at it.
I took the sketch that
I liked most when flicking through it
and copied it to good paper.
After finishing the drawing
I put it on my desk.
In the right corner.
A carrot dropped from my hand.
Then my mother took
the finished drawing from the desk,
and looked for a frame to put it in.
On the 2nd floor of the house,
back in the hall,
she put up all the framed drawings.
Sometimes I went there and looked,
sometimes she went there and looked.
Then we would stand there
for a few minutes,
immersed in the pictures.
As if in a museum.
But we never
went there together.
Always alone.
And now you don't
draw by hand anymore?
No.
Now I don't draw by hand anymore.
How was the cruise?
It was quite nice.
Can you take out your laundry?
Yes!
Asshole!
Half an hour.
- Half an hour, great.
I still need to practice a little.
And put lots of salt,
I forgot that recently. - Morning.
So, I will put out the crisps for you
and then I also have to take off.
Yes!
20, 30, 50...
Ok!
You are a caricature.
Thanks.
Let me know if
you need anything else!
Bye! Have fun!
Bye! Thanks!
I am an ugly bitch!
Have to practice and look like shit!
Looks nice!
Yes.
Here's the stage for Janine's show.
And later on it all turns into
a hot dance floor,
where bodies find each other
and enmesh and emotions glow.
Wow!
And I put up your pictures, too!
Shit!
Hi Nini, what's up?
Hello.
Yes, I also think that's good.
Have you plans for tonight
or are you already busy?
Can I leave the door ajar
so I can hear you better?
Yes.
I am a caricature as well.
And can you move again now?
I lied to your mother.
I told her
I used to have a sketch book,
that I used to draw a lot
and then looked at framed drawings.
That doesn't matter!
Yes, it does matter!
Nice, how the pictures are put up.
- Yes, and nice, the music.
Nice, how it sounds.
In a sect!
I rather call you tomorrow morning
because I don't quite know
how late it's going to be tonight.
Yes, I will! There will be
lots of people: Claire, and...
Pia, und...
...Phillip.
Was Claire fit,
or was Claire not fit?
That's wicked!
Bless you!
- Thanks!
I was also sweating so badly
just from sitting in the sun.
I was sitting in the shade
and then the sun came out
and first I didn't notice it,
then I realized it because
I had sweat all over my face.
Claire says hi?
We'll see each other
in a moment. "Hi" back to her.
What are you doing there?
I smell the skin of my head
to check if it stinks.
Look!
Yeah? What?
Don't I have
unbelievably yellow teeth?
With this white foam
my teeth look extremely yellow!
Yes.
Normally they don't look so yellow.
As you said, the white foam
makes your teeth look yellow.
The mean white foam!
If a room is getting free
at your place let me know.
Great. From when on?
But they do want a girl, don't they?
So you think it could fit?
So you don't have
to hold the window anymore.
Now you are free!
"Plopp".
And then I turned around
and looked,
and there it was:
broken into two pieces
that were still moving slightly.
And around it, a steaming lake.
Did you drop a cup?
- Yes.
Are you sad that I'm going away?
Yes, I'm sad.
Do you know,
what I like most about him?
I like the hairline
at the back of his neck.
And his hairline at the temples.
And what I like most is how
the sunlight sets a sparkling dot
on every single hair of his stubble.
All that I like about him.
What was that?
A teabag fell from the sky.
You are not red anymore.
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
It is always the same question.
When you go downhill
just past Reinhardtstrasse,
whether you enjoy the downward
movement and let go of the bike,
or whether you pedal,
so you can go even faster?
So, do you enjoy
going downhill and let go,
or don't you enjoy it
and try to move even faster?
I think I pedal a little.
I noticed,
that when I don't think
I simply enjoy going downhill.
But when I think,
I pedal and I don't enjoy it anymore!
My mother is already here.
Hello!
Hello!
And the silly thing is,
that since I had
this thought for the first time,
it came back to me again and again
at this point on Reinhardtstrasse,
so that going downhill...
- Morning!
Morning.
...so that going downhill
is not as enjoyable as it used to be.
Next time you can force yourself
not to pedal consciously.
At the beginning you
might not enjoy it but...
You are right.
Hello mum.
Hi, my dear, there you are.
I unpacked the carrots and potatoes.
Oh god, I forgot the crisps.
What? I brought crisps.
- Yes?
Oh, you want the books back.
- Sure!
But after a while
she will be able to enjoy it.
I also have a thought at a
certain point on Reinhardtstrasse.
Or rather a problem.
- What is it?
On a certain crossing I never know
how to get into the bikeline.
Hello!
Hello Nadine!
Good to see you. Are you ok?
- Yes. And you?
God, that looks terrible.
It looks terrible
but it wasn't that bad.
Do you remember our neighbours?
Did you hear it, too?
- Unbelievable!
They moved to Australia!
No, the youngest stayed here.
Who was it again?
- Didn't you go to school with him?
Ah, I know. He was so handsome.
I always feel like
I obstruct the traffic.
And then I expect
the cars to blow their horns.
Draw the situation
and I can show you
how to get into the bike lane.
You still have the teapot?
Of course.
I don't have mine anymore.
I poured hot water, like always.
I placed it on the sideboard.
And then I turned away.
And suddenly I heard a sound.
"Plopp"!
As if it had waited for me to turn away.
I turned around,
and looked,
and there it was.
Broken into two pieces
that were still moving slightly.
And around it, a steaming lake.
Can I take a shower first?
Ok.
I have seen the pictures
in the party room.
They are beautiful!
Did you make them for today?
No, I had them already.
On my computer.
They are digital collages.
When I'm working in the office, when
I design posters or illustrations,
I sometimes end up
with parts of images
that I can't use
for the project I'm working on.
I collect these in a folder.
Sometimes at night
I assemble these pictures
into new pictures.
Janine wanted me
to print out three of these collages
and put them up for her party.
She also said that they are beautiful.
Mark gets the music.
Mark is looking for the music.
When I used to live with my parents,
I had a sketch book.
I observed things and drew them.
And other things
I drew from imagination.
And when I was bored,
I took the sketch book
and looked at it.
I took the sketch that
I liked most when flicking through it
and copied it to good paper.
After finishing the drawing
I put it on my desk.
In the right corner.
A carrot dropped from my hand.
Then my mother took
the finished drawing from the desk,
and looked for a frame to put it in.
On the 2nd floor of the house,
back in the hall,
she put up all the framed drawings.
Sometimes I went there and looked,
sometimes she went there and looked.
Then we would stand there
for a few minutes,
immersed in the pictures.
As if in a museum.
But we never
went there together.
Always alone.
And now you don't
draw by hand anymore?
No.
Now I don't draw by hand anymore.
How was the cruise?
It was quite nice.
Can you take out your laundry?
Yes!
Asshole!
Half an hour.
- Half an hour, great.
I still need to practice a little.
And put lots of salt,
I forgot that recently. - Morning.
So, I will put out the crisps for you
and then I also have to take off.
Yes!
20, 30, 50...
Ok!
You are a caricature.
Thanks.
Let me know if
you need anything else!
Bye! Have fun!
Bye! Thanks!
I am an ugly bitch!
Have to practice and look like shit!
Looks nice!
Yes.
Here's the stage for Janine's show.
And later on it all turns into
a hot dance floor,
where bodies find each other
and enmesh and emotions glow.
Wow!
And I put up your pictures, too!
Shit!
Hi Nini, what's up?
Hello.
Yes, I also think that's good.
Have you plans for tonight
or are you already busy?
Can I leave the door ajar
so I can hear you better?
Yes.
I am a caricature as well.
And can you move again now?
I lied to your mother.
I told her
I used to have a sketch book,
that I used to draw a lot
and then looked at framed drawings.
That doesn't matter!
Yes, it does matter!
Nice, how the pictures are put up.
- Yes, and nice, the music.
Nice, how it sounds.
In a sect!
I rather call you tomorrow morning
because I don't quite know
how late it's going to be tonight.
Yes, I will! There will be
lots of people: Claire, and...
Pia, und...
...Phillip.
Was Claire fit,
or was Claire not fit?
That's wicked!
Bless you!
- Thanks!
I was also sweating so badly
just from sitting in the sun.
I was sitting in the shade
and then the sun came out
and first I didn't notice it,
then I realized it because
I had sweat all over my face.
Claire says hi?
We'll see each other
in a moment. "Hi" back to her.
What are you doing there?
I smell the skin of my head
to check if it stinks.
Look!
Yeah? What?
Don't I have
unbelievably yellow teeth?
With this white foam
my teeth look extremely yellow!
Yes.
Normally they don't look so yellow.
As you said, the white foam
makes your teeth look yellow.
The mean white foam!
If a room is getting free
at your place let me know.
Great. From when on?
But they do want a girl, don't they?
So you think it could fit?
So you don't have
to hold the window anymore.
Now you are free!
"Plopp".
And then I turned around
and looked,
and there it was:
broken into two pieces
that were still moving slightly.
And around it, a steaming lake.
Did you drop a cup?
- Yes.
Are you sad that I'm going away?
Yes, I'm sad.
Do you know,
what I like most about him?
I like the hairline
at the back of his neck.
And his hairline at the temples.
And what I like most is how
the sunlight sets a sparkling dot
on every single hair of his stubble.
All that I like about him.
What was that?
A teabag fell from the sky.