But the real Berlin but comes from Breslau! Tucholsky has said himself. So he would have none at all? He, who was born in 1890 in Moab Lübeckerstraße? Well, he was not at least one hundred and fifty percent Berlin enthusiast. As such, indeed turn out most of Wrocław and other “has become Berlin”. Rather, he had an ambivalent relationship with Berlin. Really heimatlich touched him nothing. His heart beat for the Baltic Sea beach “. The lake is unforgettable childhood impressions,” he wrote in one of his most beautiful texts, “home”, 1929. “indelible every hour that you spent there – and every year the joy and the, Good day! ‘ and when the Mediterranean Sea is so blue … the German lake. “
But where will make your day, the head is cranked not necessarily. And inasmuch as they will just Kurt Tucholsky, the largest German satirist of the interwar period, but settle in Berlin. Because this city made it productive. Between 1920 and 1930 appeared a little booklet of the former cult magazine “The World Stage,” in which he was not three, four, five times represented. Week after week. Year in, year out. With polemics and feature articles. Chansons and book reviews. During the same period, they sang in the Berlin cabarets his couplets. And other papers he used also with lyrics
In short, Tucholsky undoubtedly belongs to the legend of the wild wild pace of Berlin in the roaring twenties. Not a bad idea, therefore, to choose him as a portal figure for a small Arte series about three cities and their fate in this decade. It can go so much wrong in the case Tucholsky! It is easy for this people, to emphasize the Manic Depressive and to beat the. Too strong he is let into our collective memory as a tireless Mahner, prosecutors, Summoner of a “threat of right”. And as a womanizer. Because he so often betrothed, entlobte, married and divorced allowed. There were probably only a great love in his life. Mary Gerold, he wrote his deeply moving farewell letter before 19 December 1935 at the Swedish exile took his own life
However: “Always go back letters of longing from Berlin to the beloved – with the urgent request, not to come to Berlin,” Fritz J. Raddatz writes in his Tucholsky -Biografie about the first years with Mary and risks are likely valid conclusion: “The fear of the happiness was stronger than happiness itself in Tucholsky’s feeling budget.” Which brings us to the ambivalence again. Because “Tucho,” as his friends called him, was not, as he appeared. Sensitive contemporaries have realized very well. So called him Erich Kästner, for example, with mild derision, a “little fat Berliner, who wanted to stay with his typewriter disaster.” That “Tucho” this could not, silenced him. His last years were pure desperation.
All this must resonate if one wants to represent these poets today. And who says now, so we would no longer differentiated actor who can only marvel when he looks at these Arte production. With Bruno Cathomas we actually have something like a “Tucho” redivivus in front of us: It’s unbelievable how this round Mime brings the fund of melancholy with energy and joie de vivre of the “world stage” -Genies expression
Because he was also cheerful. Was no ascetic, no Kostverächter in hairy garment. Rather, a bon vivant who barely left out a merry-making and the “operation” against was open, even though he was strutting delightfully sarcastic about Berlin Berliner balls or Projektemacherei. The film by Christoph Weinert therefore appears not unduly repeatedly adjust Tingel-tangling scenes from the archive or have a chanson evenings with Claire Waldorff. Since then Cathomas is quite “Type”. As he convincingly makes his “Tucho” also became the agitator when he “Never again war” recites his famous. But he is at his best when he Tucholsky’s secret feelings of powerlessness – just not exhibiting no, but subtly suggests. A real character actor up in a skillful character study.
On April 22, 2015 21 45 clock on Arte
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