

The first time you see Das ganze Sein ist flammend Leid you swear the celluloid itself is fevered: nitrate veins pulse under a sepia rash, as though the film were developed in the sweat of a morphine withdrawal. Forget the tidy angles of Caligari; here the camera staggers like a drunk cantor, reeling through ghetto l...

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Ottmar Ostermayr

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" The first time you see Das ganze Sein ist flammend Leid you swear the celluloid itself is fevered: nitrate veins pulse under a sepia rash, as though the film were developed in the sweat of a morphine withdrawal. Forget the tidy angles of Caligari; here the camera staggers like a drunk cantor, reeling through ghetto lanes where laundry hangs like flayed parchment inscribed with unreadable psalms. It is 1920 but also 1492 but also the year the last star will collapse—history is a palimpsest and ..."
Alfred Schirokauer, Gustav Meyrink
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