We can infer that Munich’s shocking shorts award ceremony has to do with shocking short films. What we can’t figure out is why it’s so bizarrely, awesomely intriguing.
Unlike Bettina Zimmermann, I can think of zero situations in which I’d want to be reminded of Mick Jagger’s red, slack, gaping maw every time I caught sight of myself in the mirror while washing my hands.
Katharina Behrends’s dress is intriguing: it’s like mosquito netting overlaying early-90’s clubwear. Yet, it’s curiously pretty!
For a mad moment, I thought, oh! It’s W.G. Sebald, and his premature death was just a bad dream and now he can win the Nobel Prize! Then I came to my sentence and realized it was Friedrich von Thun. And I wept.
I know Sandra Ahrabian is an accomplished Miss Germany and all, but doesn’t she kinda resemble Erika, the faux-fiancee in that Disney magical proposal freakshow?
Davorka Tovilo’s “Miss Mazeppa Goes to Mount Olympus, Starts a Revolution in Dance” is three-car-pile-up fascinating. Doesn’t she resemble Erika, the faux-fiancee in that Disney magical proposal freakshow?
Anne-Marie Warnkross and Wayne Carpendale are not, actually, the Speidi of Germany, because they have acting careers and don’t appear to believe in conspiracy theories. But we would like to see Spencer wear a foppish Euro-scarf.
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