All posts filed under: Moby-Dick

The End of the Beginning

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We started with closeups, we conquered the eight geographical centre points of each and every Austrian Province. (Vienna will get its own closeup.) And then we took the bird’s eye view, the longshot, the geographical centre point of Austria itself. Yes, Austria has a midpoint, it’s in Bad Aussee, and, surprise, it’s a piece of stone in a city park, hipp hipp hurra. It was supposed to be a beautiful day on the lake. The […]

Just a Miserable Afternoon

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We rented two wooden boats in Altaussee. They look like Venetian gondolas. The boats, or similar ones, were used in the old day to transport salt around the lake. Now they are rented out, for a large sum, to local tourists—including a gondolier, who uses a rowing oar to navigate across the lake. We skipped the gondolier and the oar and used the motor instead. It was a very cold day and we needed to […]

Trachtenvergleich

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Vor einem Kaffeehaus in Bad Aussee, an diesem Nachmittag regnet es in Strömen. Ich trete durch die Glastür in den Gastraum, mit einem raumfassenden ‚Grüß Gott’ auf den Lippen. Ein Mann auf der Sitzecke gegenüber vom Eingang blickt neugierig hinter seiner Zeitung hervor, seine Augen bleiben länger, als ihm lieb zu sein scheint, an meiner Seemannsmontur hängen. Blauer Kragen, der über den gelben Regenmantel herausragt, weiße Hosen, die in gelben Gummistiefeln enden, auf dem Kopf […]

Der Schleichplatten

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Und am Ende noch eine echte Herausforderung: unser Wohnmobil hat einen Schleichplatten! Fast juble ich ob des unvorhergesehenen Abenteuers. Kein Skript, das diesen technischen Defekt hätte vorhersehen können, kein Reise- oder Arbeitsplan, welcher dieses Ereignis in unserem eng getakteten Arbeitspensum hätte einbauen können. Dem Reifen hinten rechts geht einfach so die Luft aus, er hat uns nicht gefragt, und wir sind in keinster Weise darauf vorbereitet. An der nächsten Tankstelle blase ich den Pneu zunächst […]

Say Cheese

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We wanted to shoot a scene that gives an impression similar to the act of cleaning a whale. In Moby-Dick Melville describes in detail the process of squeezing all its resources out of the dead whale. Squeeze! squeeze! squeeze! all the morning long; I squeezed that sperm till I myself almost melted into it; I squeezed that sperm till a strange sort of insanity came over me… So, what did we came up with? Making […]

Creative Taxidermia

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In April 1735, Linnaeus and Sohlberg set out for the Netherlands, with Linnaeus to take a doctoral degree in medicine at the University of Harderwijk. On the way, they stopped in Hamburg, where they met the mayor, who proudly showed them a wonder of nature which he possessed: the taxidermied remains of a seven-headed hydra. Linnaeus quickly discovered it was a fake: jaws and clawed feet from weasels and skins from snakes had been glued together. The provenance of the hydra […]

Cablecar Whale

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Google Search ‘Austria plus whale’ and you get an assortment of disconnected images. But first, Google asks you: Did you mean: ‘Australia whale’? Because there are no kangaroos in Austria, and definitely no whales. Click on ‘Images’ and you get: Hundertwasser’s ‘Save the Whales’ poster, Swarovski’s gold-tone Crystal Whale Pendant Necklace, and images of the Hungerburg Funicular Station in Innsbruck, designed by the architect Zaha Hadid. When I saw the images of Hadid’s station, I […]

The Land of Plenty

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The area around Mühlbach am Hochkönig is to my eyes the land of plenty. White men can’t jump, but white people can hike. And they hike in droves. Every mountain top is full of people in high gear, with the latest equipment, strolling the meadows in search of clean air. At the end of the hiking trail, in most cases, there is a restaurant, drinks, sausages, the good life. Down in the valley, along the […]

Und jetzt zum Unzumutbaren

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Es gibt da draussen Menschen, die glauben, dass wir auf unserer Reise durch Österreich die Geschichten unserer Begegnungen lediglich erfinden würden. Weil sie anscheinend nicht jenem Bild entsprechen, das sich unsere Leserinnen und Leser von ihrem Land gemacht haben. Zu deren Überraschung müssen wir allerdings sagen, dass wir bislang nur von jenen Treffen berichtet haben, die wir unserer Leserschaft zuzumuten uns in der Lage sahen. Da gäbe es zum Beispiel ganz andere Geschichten – wie […]

Our Way

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We find ourselves doing scenes in various places along our way. Sometimes it’s nonsense, sometimes it’s plain stupidity. Sometimes it works. Sometimes we are a good example of the joke about performance artists: Excuse me, can you define performance art? – A bunch of weirdoes who love to get naked and scream about leftist politics. Or… What do you get when you mix a comedian with a performance artist? – A joke that no one […]

The Places We Stay In

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We made a budgetary decision not to spend more than €25.- per day per person for accommodation. The discrepancy between the various places we found tells one particular story of the Austrian countryside. It will also be reflected in the video we are producing. For these rooms become our film locations.

Art of the Deal

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I came across an old article about the killing of Osama Bin Laden. Here is what was published in the Spanish newspaper El País: »Each society is reflected in a story that, mysteriously, contains the code of collective instincts. The U.S. worships a strange tale of horror, obsession, purity, vengeance and catharsis written by Herman Melville in 1851: Moby Dick. On September 11, 2001, the metaphor of the monster seemed to be fierce and elusive […]

Adrenalin Porn

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If you look at vacation advertisements from the 1960s or 70s you will find people on beach/pool chairs, sipping martinis, maybe reading a book, maybe Moby Dick, the book they always wanted to read but never had the time to. The people portrayed in these advertisements smile a lot, they look tanned, time is their best friend. No more. Just drive along the lakes of Carinthia (the rest of Austria is not much different, by […]