“Me and Kaminski”: The painter snores into the microphone – ZEIT ONLINE

The humor no less people distinguished in that it functions as a distinctive feature. The loudest one laughs at jokes that are told in a foreign language, so yes all bystanders notice how perfectly you have mastered this. Best amused you look over everything falls into intellectual spheres: science about. Or, even better: art. Laughter proves connoisseurship and critical distance at the same time. The success of Daniel Kehlmann with novels such as had Measuring the World or F , draws from this same attitude. In Kehlmann to enjoy themselves on the presumed high level at which it luckily is just himself.

So in the novel I and Kaminski , which was celebrated at its appearance in 2003 as a satire on the modern art scene. Above all, the novel is the narrow little more than one-dimensional portrait of young, aspiring, unfortunately not very perceptive art critic Sebastian publican who has gone too far in the idea, as biographer of an aging artist he could achieve fame and money.

tension pulls the story not from the question whether open publican plan could. Much too small is the importance of the painter Manuel Kaminski and far too limited the ability of the vain young critic. Remain solely the question: How painful is the final event of publicans?

Ironically Wolfgang Becker has I and Kaminski now filmed. Its movies like Life is All You Get or Goodbye Lenin live by a different kind of humor. The failure, as well as the somewhat awkward fumbling of the figures in the cosmos, who calls himself their lives will never denounced in these films. Man laughing with, not about the characters. Maybe it was not so much the fate of the protagonist, the Becker attracted you to Kehlmann’s material, but – as in Goodbye Lenin – the question of how much Budenzauber is needed to enable spend illusion than reality leaves.

The ailing painter Manuel Kaminski (Jesper Christensen), who retired to a house lives in the Swiss mountains with his daughter Miriam (Amira Casar), is the most skillful stage manager of all. Always been a mediocre painter who founded his interim, long faded glory on the rumor launched his blindness, sudden additions to its mediocre pictures a touch of sensation. That Kaminski at the same time still left patronize by the right people, hardly needs to be specifically mentioned.

In Wolfgang Becker Kaminski is obviously a little reminiscent of the aging Picasso, in any case, it should look like an artist, why he wears constantly a flowing red dressing gown, plus he smiles maliciously or apathetic disappears behind his dark glasses. His daughter, who has a sumptuous wig Reservoir, are the pale painted, red-lipped Femme Fatale in the style of the 1920s.