Das Leben der Anderen (****1/2)

(2006) unter der Regie von Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck – mit Martina Gedeck, Ulrich Mühe, Sebastian Koch, und Volkmar Kleinert. English title: “The Lives of Others”.

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Synopsis: It’s before the fall of the Berlin Wall, and East Germany’s Stasi has its hands plenty full keeping track of the thoughts and actions not just of the outright subversive, but of the clean, the believers–of the potentially subversive. Hauptmann Gerd Wiesler gets pulled away from teaching the next generation of secret police and tasked instead to a particularly important mission: listening in on playwright Georg Dreyman, one of the DDR’s only non-subversive writers. All because Minister Bruno Hempf finds Dreyman a potential threat, and because Hauptmann sees potential subversion in everyone; it’s what he teaches, after all.

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Review: This is a movie that seems to get human nature right. The actions taking place within it are absurd, disheartening, malicious, frightened, pensive, and totally believable. These characters are not means to an end–furtherances of the plot–but actual (well, “actual”) people, living their confused, erratic lives from day to day, and wondering what’s next.

Everyone’s being watched, or about to be watched, and fully cognizant of it. A woman in an apartment building watches through the door’s peep-hole as secret police as her neighbor’s apartment is bugged. Wiesler realizes this and knocks on her door, which she opens; he threatens her, and when she agrees to say nothing of the operation, he turns to a subordinate and says “send Mrs. Meineke a nice gift.”

There are monsters here, and misguided souls, and victims. What’s interesting is how your certainty of which characters fall into which categories erodes as the movie moves forward, until, at the end, you’re not where you were before. You’re someplace different.

Rating: [••••½] out of [•••••]

Oekologie is…

the Utne Reader of environmental blogs, though the phrase the folks there use is “traveling blog carnival”.  This month’s “issue” is posted at Perceiving Wholes.

They should have seen it coming

No, really. A Princeton lab geared towards studies of ESP will be shutting down after nearly 30 years of research.

(NYT: “A Princeton Lab on ESP Plans to Close Its Doors,” by Benedict Carey [Feb 10, 2007])

In which the phrase “Hemingway look-alike” comes up in totally the wrong context

Yeah, I was surprised, too.

A trailing headline at the foot of an article on the Book Standard boldly shouted “Florida man wins Hemingway look-alike contest”.  Except that the link is defunct, and doesn’t actually lead to an article describing the contest in all its certain hilarity.

So I did a search on Yahoo! News… and came across not an article on a Hemingway look-alike contest (of which there are at least a few, apparently), but an article on a group of folks in Florida being paid big bucks for their land by would-be developers.  You’re wondering, of course, where all this is going.

Well:

One of the new Briny millionaires is Tom Byrne… whose salt-and-pepper beard and barrel chest make him a sure winner in any Ernest Hemingway look-alike contest…

So an elephant walks up to a black hole…

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Space-time paradoxes involving elephants, black holes and, yes, Alice. Also a baseball encyclopedia.

(NewScientist: “The elephant and the event horizon,” by Amanda Gefter [Oct 26, 2006])

And the blood-red something… did you get a pencil?

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“Pitch ‘n’ Putt with Joyce ‘n’ Beckett” pretty much says it all. Though don’t take my word for it.

All awake, all the time!

An article in NewScientist from a whiles back details society’s progression towards 24-hour alertness, how it’s happening, what it means. (Not that anybody knows, exactly.)

We seem to be moving inescapably towards a society where sleep and wakefulness are available if not on demand then at least on request. It’s not surprising, then, that many sleep researchers have nagging worries about the long-term impact of millions of us using drugs to override the natural sleep-wake cycle.

I’m assuming some kind of twist will emerge, like that place we dream about’s the one that matters, and not the one in which we spend wakefulness. And by assuming I mean not at all, though I’ve been wrong before.

(NewScientist: “Get ready for 24-hour living,” by Graham Lawton [Feb 18, 2006])

Stealing Ethics

Of philosophy books at academic libraries, ethics books are more likely to be stolen than non-ethics books. Or, borrowed pending their comprehension? The Splintered Mind provides a slightly more comprehensive analysis of the phenomenon than you’d expect to find, probably.

(originally by way of Bookslut; Splintered Mind: “Still More Data on the Theft of Ethics Books,” by Eric Schwitzgebel [Jan 8, 2007])

Books in Review, 2006

As is usually the case, I slogged through a few handfuls of non-fiction written to various levels of quality and a bunch of imaginative, curious fiction that sometimes didn’t work.

Bland but bloody

The Brothers Bulger was horrendously written, but was a quick and fascinating read. Stacy Horn’s The Restless Sleep, a book on NYC’s cold case squad, was much more solidly written, and is a book I’d actually recommend. I picked up a used copy of Dead Men Do Tell Tales (by William Maples), the autobiography of a forensic anthropologist, and was curiously entertained. Conversational in a way you don’t usually expect “true crime” to be, it had the feel of sitting down with a great uncle in someone’s living room.

Better luck last time

Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (Murakami) and Oryx and Crake (Atwood) both left me disappointed, mostly by comparison to the authors’ other works, which I’d been enthralled by (e.g., The Blind Assassin and The Handmaid’s Tale, by Atwood, and A Wild Sheep Chase and Dance Dance Dance by Murakami). Granted, I wasn’t dissuaded enough to stop reading either book, but I wasn’t as overwhelmed as I’d hoped to be.

Cream of the crop

Fortunately, I had the opposite experience with quite a few books. I found Elizabeth Kostova’s The Historian totally captivating, and I also had immense difficulty putting down Walter Moers’ Rumo & His Miraculous Adventures. Both were imaginative, ambitious, and sweeping. Kostova’s book struck me as something akin to Foucault’s Pendulum (which, for the record, I am a fan of), but less pedantic and more convincing. And with more vampirism. Rumo & His Miraculous Adventures, a follow-up to the fantastical 13 1/2 Lives of Captain Bluebear, transports us to a far-off land filled with wacky creatures, grand spectacle, and… well, everything you could possibly want in a story (including a friendly warrior dog protagonist, epic travels, and hideous monsters).
John Haskell’s American Purgatorio was solemn, honest, astonishing, humane, and the book I’m most likely to re-read from this past year.

They said

According to Metacritic, I’ve read some pretty good books, too.  Kathryn Davis’ The Thin Place got a composite metascore of 88, based on a handful of actual reviews.  Which, I read and enjoyed the book, but wasn’t blown away.  Possibly I was missing something.  Possibly it just wasn’t quite my style.  But: a good read.  I warmed more to Ali Smith’s The Accidental, which also rated highly among the books of 2006.  It was a fast read, a little more coy than it needed to be, but good.  Kevin Brockmeier’s Brief History of the Dead made Metacritic’s list and also my reading list.  Thoughtful, amusing, and relevant, it didn’t have nearly the surprise ending it purported to, but seeing the ending half-way through the book didn’t really come as that much of a detriment.

Surprise!

I was pleasantly surprised by Jeff Lindsay’s Darkly Dreaming Dexter, the crime novel about a “friendly” serial killer who only dispatches other serial killers (which has recently spawned an acclaimed Showtime series).  I found it warmly cynical, clever, and colorful.

(As a brief and fairly meaningless side-note, I managed to get through seven fewer books than I did last year [about 1200 pages’ worth]; however, I saw 79 more movies than I did last year… so go figure.)

How to make friends and impress people: sabrage

First by knowing the word, and second by actually being able to do it.

Yeah. Good luck with that.