Tatiana told me about a kickass weird dream she had friday night, where she was eating a rose like an icecream. Nice.
I got a bad cold this weekend, and checked Quicksilverscreen.com for a good movie. Found The Last Man On Earth from 1964, an early film version of I Am Legend. Saw the Will Smith movie of the same name (as the novel) a month ago, and quite liked it. The 1964 version was not bad either, and check out the eyebrows on Vincent Price:
Where Will Smith is hunting deer, Vince is roaming the desert city for ever more garlic and mirrors. Turns out the city (where it was filmed) was Rome, Tatianas home! Nice.
On sunday we had tickets to Bruce LaBruce's new gay zombie movie Otto; or, Up with Dead People, showing at Potsdamer Platz. I was to sick to go though. I stayed at home watching the latest Lost episode, where Sayeed goes to - Potsdamer Platz, Berlin! Taty could just as well have bumped in to him right there.
"Otto" happens to be set in - Berlin. One scene was at the old abandoned theme park in Treptower Park where we were last sunday:
And it features a scene with Otto - eating a rose.
New Years - nice! Alex, Lotta, Clara, Karro & Co, a spectacular joyful swedish infestation in my flat. Tried going to Brandenburger Tor for the fireworks, but it was blocked off and Lotta nearly exploded from almost having to celebrate the new year in front of police barricades. We eventually found a good, satisfyingly dangerous and loud spot though. Then on to punk parties, full nudity and utter obscenities!
New flat - again. Tatis friend Katty hooked me up with a fantastic little 1 room apartment close to the canal in Kreuzberg. I got to do some wonderful culinary shopping at the turkish market just the other day. Fist place of my own in Berlin, and first time outside Prenzlauerberg / Mitte! But probably only until August.
Transmediale. The annual Media Arts Festival. Lots of crap, and some awesome stuff:
Institut FATIMA - Everybody can be a wireless artist Controlling music by holding up strange signs. The best thing was having kids playing electronica by waving footballs and horses.
Trevor Paglen is tracking secret military projects through codenames in the military budget, tracking C.I.A/Guantanamo flights by looking up bogus sounding air companies, and collecting military patches for secret projects - the latin in the one above translates to "Tastes like chicken". Read more at We Make Money Not Art.