Have you seen Victoria yet? I will not tell you anything about the plot. It’s better if you don’t know anything — because this gigantically delirious idea of a movie can’t be told. It has to seen as a full composition of filmmaking and storyline. One night, one cut, one incredible German movie. In fact: one incredible Berlin movie. If
Let’s be honest: this summer is sure off to a slow start. Whenever the temperature drops below 20°, there’s a slight mass-panic to be felt in Berlins streets. Was?! SPARGELZEIT IST SCHON VORBEI UND ES IST IMMER NOCH SCHEISSWETTER? Well. One good thing: when the sun finally does show its pretty face, everybody throws spontaneous parties
This blog was built on the tears of people who suffered from lack of good delivery food. It’s unfair: six months per year, darkness reigns in Berlin, and there’s no way people are leaving their apartments for this outside depression. Except: you can’t stay inside forever, #hangryness is not a happy mood. You think that good
What happens when design meets the art world? Silly things, of course. Like the idea of having a German Design Museum. The UdK students of the Visual Communications class have critically examined and analyzed this idea and turned it into a full exhibition, opening on Friday from 5pm to 8pm. Read more: “The Museum of Imaginary German
(Big) city life sucks sometimes. Even in moments of clarity and calm, something or rather someone is going to pass by and fuck up your day. Of course, most of us have become jaded enough. Most of us know all the Simmel theory there is about big cities. Most of us have given their last
There’s always something about me. I’m either extremely moody, stressed out, exorbitantly overexcited or just plain weird, which is probably my normal state. When my significant other told me that perhaps I needed a little more physical activity to get my focus on track — maybe a little get-away for the weekend to create the necessary
I’ve been to many hotels. I’ve also eaten at many hotel restaurants. But with very rare exceptions, none of them have been in Berlin. Of course, visiting a hotel in your own city can seem a little bit redundant and decadent. But after paying a visit to Sofitel’s Le Faubourg restaurant, I might re-consider my stance. This French restaurant
What’s better than the Championsleague finale? The Championsleague finale in Berlin! Yes, indeed. And while our local heroes Hertha are far, far, far, far, far away from being an actual part of the game, the contestants Barcelona (yay) and Juventus (nay) are just destined to deliver a wild and intense match. If you’re anything like me,
Tandiss, our new sports– and lifestyle/health correspondent, is forcing me to be healthy. Incidentally, she is also my flat mate, which means now I have to do all sorts of sports. Among them yoga, running, and dying a little bit inside every time I have to “watch my calories”. I am a victim of her sports-dictatorship. Over are the fatty
Big City Life sometimes gives me the feeling of losing my connection to nature or what our romantic imagination of it might be. As it happened, looking out of my window into the rather bleak courtyard of my apartment made me feel trapped in concrete. On a global scale, the ongoing urbanization makes it more and
Fancy restaurants have it, Berliner Kneipen have it, nasty dive bars have it: a local hero called Henry. And if you’ve been around drinking in Berlin, you surely have met Henry before, too. He’s the tastefully designed and deliciously spicy mixer for every sophisticated drink. More specifically, Thomas Henry (born & raised in our beloved
Making decisions has never been my strong suit. Especially when they are related to concluding contracts. As soon as I’m to be pinned down to a monthly paying membership, I freak out. I always wanted to do Pilates, Yoga or a dancing class, but again I couldn’t really decide which way to go. Doing all of the three would be too expensive and
What would you do if you could start over, lead a new life, make everything right and become someone completely else? An immersive play lets you pretend you're somebody else. But you should watch out: Not only is death certain, but the play can easily become fate, a puppet master with its own intentions.
Germans don’t do dates. Either they magically fall in love at school or their workplace, or — standard procedure - they get wasted, randomly hook up and simply end up staying together for a long, long time. I like dating culture, though. Personally I think it’s one of the most exciting (read: catastrophic) ways of getting to know someone.