Summary
Berlin’s gas-lit nights flicker like a dying conscience in Richard Oswald’s 1919 venereal fever-dream “Es werde Licht! 1. Teil.” Paul Mauthner, a boulevardier-painter whose canvases drip with decadent ochres, discovers that his blood carries the spirochetes of a fin-de-siècle moral rot. Dupont and Oswald stage the diagnosis as a carnival mirror: the quack’s galvanic coils spark cobalt-blue while syphilitic lesions bloom carmine on translucent skin. In a hushed bourgeois salon smelling of turpentine and guilt, Paul seduces his brother’s porcelain wife—her lace collar undone by the same hand that once gilded madonnas—transmitting not merely microbes but the entire epoch’s hypocrisy. Fleeing to Marseilles aboard a coal-black steamer, he leaves behind a pregnant widow whose veins now pulse with mercury cures and whispered prayers. The child, born into a world that prefers its innocence carved in marble, is shuttled to a Rhineland clinic where windows open onto white dunes and where sunlight, filtered through ether-soaked gauze, finally baptizes her lesions into scars. Oswald’s camera, sliding between velvet boudoirs and antiseptic wards, asks whether redemption can ever be more than a rhetorical flourish on a death certificate.
Synopsis
Paul Mauthner, a painter, has syphilis. A quack who promises a cure cannot help. Paul seduces his brother's wife and infects her with syphilis. While he then flees, the young, infected woman dies of the disease. The daughter born of this liaison, also infected, is admitted to a special clinic and can be cured there.
