Mike may always be wandering, but you’d hardly call him a man on the move. His stamping ground is modest, the strip of suburbia between his mom’s house in New Jersey and the pizza place where he works. Mike’s no great conversationalist and isn’t big on direction either, preferring to let things happen than making them happen himself. Feeding a neighbour’s dog, bumping into a friend, catching a hockey game: all just different reasons to trudge along the same wintry streets, unhurried, ungainly, alone. 　　One day, opportunity knocks. Mike bumps into his old school friend Mark, who asks Mike to take over his walking tour job and Philadelphia apartment during his trip to Poland. A change of season, a change of scene, a change of fortune? The streets Mike now wanders through are different and the sun is shining, but otherwise it’s the same old story: new people and new encounters, laced with the usual awkwardness and inertia. Ted Fendt’s charming 35 mm miniature is not quite a comedy, nor quite a drama, but rather a moral tale: a lesson on how anything that falls into your lap can just as easily fall out of it again. We can change our context, but we can’t change ourselves. berlinale 2016

Mike may always be wandering, but you’d hardly call him a man on the move. His stamping ground is modest, the strip of suburbia between his mom’s house in New Jersey and the pizza place where he works. Mike’s no great conversationalist and isn’t big on direction either, preferring to let things happen than making them happen himself. Feeding a neighbour’s dog, bumping into a friend, catching a hockey game: all just different reasons to trudge along the same wintry streets, unhurried, ungainly, alone. 　　One day, opportunity knocks. Mike bumps into his old school friend Mark, who asks Mike to take over his walking tour job and Philadelphia apartment during his trip to Poland. A change of season, a change of scene, a change of fortune? The streets Mike now wanders through are different and the sun is shining, but otherwise it’s the same old story: new people and new encounters, laced with the usual awkwardness and inertia. Ted Fendt’s charming 35 mm miniature is not quite a comedy, nor quite a drama, but rather a moral tale: a lesson on how anything that falls into your lap can just as easily fall out of it again. We can change our context, but we can’t change ourselves. berlinale 2016

高大帅气的体育生朴载炫因为不交诗歌作业而被老师留堂。两人在校外开始文学创作的私人课程，足迹踏遍首尔的大小风景。期末考试时载炫将一首情诗作为作业提交，让老师不禁浮想联翩，随后却被现实的冷水当头淋下。痛定思痛的他决定斩断情丝，结果反被学生一吻定情...

高大帅气的体育生朴载炫因为不交诗歌作业而被老师留堂。两人在校外开始文学创作的私人课程，足迹踏遍首尔的大小风景。期末考试时载炫将一首情诗作为作业提交，让老师不禁浮想联翩，随后却被现实的冷水当头淋下。痛定思痛的他决定斩断情丝，结果反被学生一吻定情...

菲利普（Peter Elbling 饰）是一个非常普通的15岁少年，和很多这个年纪的男孩子一样，菲利普对性有着朦朦胧胧的启蒙和格外强烈的好奇心。父亲工作繁忙无暇照顾菲利普，因此请来了一位名叫妮可尔（西尔维娅·克里斯蒂 Sylvia Kristel 饰）的保姆来代替自己照顾孩子。30岁的妮可尔身上兼具成熟女人的风韵和年轻女性的天真，她的存在让菲利普的内心时时刻刻都收到欲望的煎熬。 　　菲利普家里的司机看出了菲利普对妮可尔的渴望，于是决定利用这一点来为自己谋得一笔外快。司机委托妮可尔勾引菲利普，再制造了她死亡的假象，司机的阴谋诡计是否会得逞呢？

菲利普（Peter Elbling 饰）是一个非常普通的15岁少年，和很多这个年纪的男孩子一样，菲利普对性有着朦朦胧胧的启蒙和格外强烈的好奇心。父亲工作繁忙无暇照顾菲利普，因此请来了一位名叫妮可尔（西尔维娅·克里斯蒂 Sylvia Kristel 饰）的保姆来代替自己照顾孩子。30岁的妮可尔身上兼具成熟女人的风韵和年轻女性的天真，她的存在让菲利普的内心时时刻刻都收到欲望的煎熬。 　　菲利普家里的司机看出了菲利普对妮可尔的渴望，于是决定利用这一点来为自己谋得一笔外快。司机委托妮可尔勾引菲利普，再制造了她死亡的假象，司机的阴谋诡计是否会得逞呢？

The performance was accompanied by the manifesto of the Theatre of Death. Kantor stated the idea of his theatre, where the idea of LIFE can only be reclaimed in play by LACK OF LIFE. As participants in the séance he invited Witkacy, Schulz and Gombrowicz. The stage of play has been demarcated by cones and ropes. In the closed space the process of recalling the past takes place. Space is filled by rows of school desks were Old Men sit. Each one is accompanied by a mannequin of childhood. Kantor, present on stage, decides the rhythm of coming to life and dying of the class. The Old Man are inflicted with aphasia and amnesia, can only remember fragments of old knowledge. They make faces and make phonetic blunders. They pick up and abandon roles from Witkacy’s play. In a somnambulist parade they leave and come back to the space of play. They call up and dismiss memories. Pedel stands up and launches into Austrian-Hungarian anthem, then sits back down. An Old Man in the toilet stays there for a suspiciously long time. The Old Man with a bike goes on nightly rambles. Sleepwalking Prostitute bares her breast. The hourglass delivery man reminds everyone of Past Perfect. A Woman behind the window shows the line between like and death. The lesson turns into moaning – waiting for the tragic fate of the Jews. It’s amplified by a piercing lullaby, sang by the Woman with a Mechanical Cradle. The Death figure is embodied by the Cleaning Lady, who cleans the mess left behind by life. The last scene is a dance of automatons, showcasing the impossibility of return to the old world.

The performance was accompanied by the manifesto of the Theatre of Death. Kantor stated the idea of his theatre, where the idea of LIFE can only be reclaimed in play by LACK OF LIFE. As participants in the séance he invited Witkacy, Schulz and Gombrowicz. The stage of play has been demarcated by cones and ropes. In the closed space the process of recalling the past takes place. Space is filled by rows of school desks were Old Men sit. Each one is accompanied by a mannequin of childhood. Kantor, present on stage, decides the rhythm of coming to life and dying of the class. The Old Man are inflicted with aphasia and amnesia, can only remember fragments of old knowledge. They make faces and make phonetic blunders. They pick up and abandon roles from Witkacy’s play. In a somnambulist parade they leave and come back to the space of play. They call up and dismiss memories. Pedel stands up and launches into Austrian-Hungarian anthem, then sits back down. An Old Man in the toilet stays there for a suspiciously long time. The Old Man with a bike goes on nightly rambles. Sleepwalking Prostitute bares her breast. The hourglass delivery man reminds everyone of Past Perfect. A Woman behind the window shows the line between like and death. The lesson turns into moaning – waiting for the tragic fate of the Jews. It’s amplified by a piercing lullaby, sang by the Woman with a Mechanical Cradle. The Death figure is embodied by the Cleaning Lady, who cleans the mess left behind by life. The last scene is a dance of automatons, showcasing the impossibility of return to the old world.