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Roman palaces

Rome impressed not other city I know, not only for its great architecture, but also by the sheer mass of great architecture. You can spend hours strolling in the city, without making that ugliness is wide, and met again and again grand villas with magnificent gardens or in parks runs of incalculable length. The names of calls each map and the guidebook provides a historic occasion to snack. But who wants to know here and there a bit more about the imposing mansions, the book is the Roman palaces and villas the director and writer Ernst Batta to heart. This is not how one might think about art history, but first and foremost historical gossip. On the basis of 25 palaces and villas Batta told through the story of as many Roman families. And these are certainly not bedtime stories. Roman families over the centuries, that is noblemen, cardinals and popes, that means the rise and decline, wealth and splendor, war, intrigue and nepotism. All her up so the eye of the reader by: the Borghese and Colonna that Barberini and the Farnese that Borgia and Pamphili - sounding name, triumphs and pitfalls. The reading is highly entertaining (as usual with gossip books), and with advancing book storylines come together to show links and connections, are minor characters in a palazzo on the other protagonists, followed Screened patrons, cardinals, popes, and on the reverse. The result is a portrait of a long period, from the Renaissance to the 19th Century, in Rome the center of the world was - and of Christianity anyway (where most of the juicy details of which lives this book, to do with Christianity has very little, but that's another story).

Ernst Batta has written a fun book. His love and enthusiasm for Rome, this unique stage of cabal intrigues and lights from each side. It would be an exaggeration to say that I have studied the three hundred pages really. But on the next trip to Rome (God willing) I will now and then recognize a facade, a detail note, remind me of an anecdote - and be happy about.

Technicals: Ernst Batta, Roman palaces and villas. Approximation to a city. Paperback island 1324th Frankfurt, Insel 1992nd ISBN 3 458 33024 0th The book is out of print and only antiquarian available.

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Awakenings

because of persistent awakening expressions of the Arab world that no one had expected in this rapid form - otherwise they would have the West spontaneously like ask- as unworthy standing there dictators have probably already noticed for image reasons and the now revealed loss of face, more like - must be the European Union was, together with its Member States (of the EU foreign policy chief Ashton at this point whether the irrelevance of their office deliberately no question, certainly not of the fading U.S. of A) put up the question of how often they would like to come too late in terms of political credibility.

That they have not punished the life has been pure chance and the social distance owed the blazing conflagration, at least it is for the awakening to the already non-adjustable stand peoples of Islam. When is the time at which the western people - from politicians, I promise myself here as usual little foresight - recognizes that we must condemn inhuman regime even if they are still firmly in the saddle? That you can not pamper dictators, even if they sit on an oil well and feign drinking expensive red wine formed decency. That other people also can not let them down when the local gasoline is more expensive then.

It is time, our power over our governments - we have - exercise to keep this act at last as free men should do it.

Because they want it - because they can.

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Hereafter

one would have to be old: how Clint Eastwood . Done everything, everything reached, nothing to prove anymore, but still well in the juice and with time and leisure to do what you just want to still do so. Film-making, for example, that tell a story or two, good stories with interesting characters. The man is doing now for ten years championship. And for each of his films, the stories speak of his joy and affection for his characters.

His current work with the subject in the title: Hereafter: It's about the afterlife - or more precisely, to the death. Eastwood follows the stories of three people who were confronted with death and thrown out of the path thereat. The French journalist Marie-Star Lelay (an incredibly Cécile de France -present) is collected on an Indonesian market in a breathtaking sequence of the wave of the tsunami and stayed for a brief moment in the intermediate area between life and death, before coming back to himself. Outwardly she is recovering quickly around, (very powerful woman) dynamically back to the office - but in reality is shaken too much in her, and she realizes that she will not have peace until it is not their near-death experience got to the bottom . At the same time it considers that it mercilessly placed in the esoteric corner. In London, the twelve year old Marcus is lost in an accident, his twin brother Jason, and thus were, the Half of himself, for it was always the eleven minutes earlier, Jason, who was the younger protector and leader of the poor living in the dilapidated social settlement with the drug-addicted mother. The mother must be in the therapy, the son in a foster family, but nothing can bring him out of his twilight of grief. George Lonnegan (Matt Damon, somewhat restrained) from San Francisco finally has the inexplicable gift of being able to communicate with the dead. So much money to do what his brother-seeking business for boldly taking on the hand. But George is the gift of such a burden and a curse that he would rather malocht as a warehouse clerk in the port and otherwise accessible abkapselt more of the world and man.

The movie moves between the three life without bustle back and forth, she followed with a masterly camera work, it is characterized with well-composed colors and precise images. And toward the end, he lets them effortlessly, almost casually, can come into contact, leaving the three lost souls help each other out of their lostness. That he has still not totally thrilled me, lies in two things, I think. First, who wants to tell a half hours, three stories, each individual is very little time. Thus act the characters, although they are drawn with short strokes, very precise, in the few minutes that we each see a bit one-dimensional. Moreover, secondly, that the stories lose occasionally in secondary lines, which do not contribute much to the whole - for example, Melanie, Georges cooking course acquaintance: it is introduced into a beautiful, long sequence persuaded him then at the Rendez-vous to a dead contact receiving and taking heard from shocked to flight. Certainly, it illustrates once again and the great curse of Georges special gift, but remains in the dramatic structure of a somewhat lost foreign body.

is Hereafter primarily a contemplative film, one that is peaceful and open to questions and suggestions are incidental. Us he has nothing of even in a long, intense and personal discussion out, and this is perhaps the best thing that can bring about a work of art in general.

Technicals: Hereafter is still running in many theaters in Switzerland. Caution: There are present in the film phenomena can be explained rationally only with difficulty. Diehard atheists look might prefer something else I must have been so eleven, twelve years old, an ...

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From the icing on the helmet

The award of the doctorate -

sounds like the one `s after a subjunctive, on the other hand you have everything on loan eventually return.

must it always be caviar? Nope. But nice `s already is. And also needs a noble Croesus, the doctor-title as the cream her cap. Whether he now has or does not care ultimately only his ego and the landless rabble, which, giving off submissive electorate looks up to their sense-making of light, as Blaze suddenly in the Union, the C Bayowarischen brighter than the other two letters. As if the - possibly holy - spirit, like the phoenix, risen and would have received these wrinkles ironed his body along with Matthew's face, as the Pope or the Holy See, the Investment Banker his new penthouse.

is a fact that he has obtained his doctorate.
Well, perhaps it is disappointing that he did it like everyone else, copy and copying. But that is just so no matter what the aforementioned futility of this fact in itself. While now would have as common on the head, struck, mostly genetically determined core voters rightly the betrayal of the redemptive promise of the secular lament - they would not be deprived by the residual beam power is still enough of their political vision - the gathering opposition would have in the year-round Name day celebrating KT but at least now recognize one of their own: the people with mistakes, blemishes and hair gel damage.

but has since playing just everyone is assigned a particular role and this lot also gratefully accepts, the leftists are calling all expected to resign - for just such a side note, like the one he wanted to forget to have apparently forgotten - select give him rights over the next 40 years, loyal, like a beaten dog licking the hand of the master and KT will inevitably Chancellor.

With or without a doctor.

Exclusive guest comment by Konsonaut:
18. Februar 2011

There are things in life that you can not buy. Or?

But there are copy things that you can be devious. Under false colors. Or you can simply decorate with borrowed feathers and then manipulate genetically, so that a grown any must believe they are from their own blood. It borders on a not-making misery, because if it blows up

But one always goes. Denial. Surely in doubt for the accused. Even if this one doubtful Appearance of the saint with. If he only wants good, as its name already almost say? Sad. A tear for the good faith of the electorate, a tear for their own awakening from the pantomime ideal world. From the coma, swallowed the blue pill. The saint loses his license and what remains is the realization that man is a man remains. A zu Guttenberg, who now sees his feathers under foreign microscopes and knows that he is now pulling down the pants must be the shit.

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Parsifal, pure goal

when I first read the story of Parsifal (in the processing of large, now somewhat forgotten youth writer Auguste Lechner whose Books I devoured at that time in series), and they left me a little baffled - baffled by their strange logic, and its atypical hero, this bloodless slightly awkward young knight Perceval, whom fate had the Saviour of the King of the Grail Anfortas determined, but which this unique Chance versiebte smooth. And as if it were not already far enough honor and happiness, even once the Grail, the Grail to have been in sight, get this guilty by clumsy hero, the first leaves once a trail of destruction, in all seriousness, first a detailed instruction, then the possibility of parole, and finally the grace of a second chance. Only with advancing age, I realized that I understood all right. This legend with Cartesian logic can not be solved, rather, it will - the key words have already been taken - for redemption, guilt and grace. The focus is the pure fool who collides with the rigid, courtly world where aufscheint but also humanity, compassion as the supreme value.

In Bern City Theater a stage version of Wolfram von Eschenbach's Middle High German verse romance was announced, worried by the dramatic shooting star Lukas Bärfuss - perhaps the most exciting starting point of this theater season and a reason to immediately to reserve a place in the Vidmarhallen. Since initially ruled a Director incidence the scene: The entire stage was covered with plastic tarpaulins that have swept a dirty broth, and the unfortunate actors and actresses had to after each of her frequent costume changes soon throw in the puddles and in the brown water roll. An excellent metaphor for the earthly vale of tears, certainly, but one that is harmful to their offensive intrusion more than good. But now the play . Bärfuss presents a lean, highly abstracted Percival, who felt after two hours without a break is relatively short. Guilt, Grace, Redemption, of course, come a dramatist of the 21 Century no longer ring the lips. The Christian-mythical superstructure is the matter almost entirely, and in the bottom of Vidmar stage the big piece often takes almost banal trains to - most visibly in King Arthur, a frail little man in the diarrhea-brown jumpsuit and with ridiculous hair who is almost too seems as if he can ever even opens his mouth to apologize. The attention is the human Parzival, the mystery of his being (in order yet again to use the big words). Happy, interested, with big hearts, but to the naive simplicity because of the unworldly Education through his paranoid mother, he breaks into the world, where he unwittingly stumbles and innocent, not only in all the pitfalls, but also suffering and disaster to bring people he meets. And we are fascinated to see him as he develops slowly, piece by piece, something like a worldview, a concept. This is often at first more or less funny, but touching on the second or thoughtful making. A wealth of topics is touched, first and foremost of course the old question of education versus personality, and much is asked very casually in question. The final scene, the re-encounter with the terrible suffering Anfortas is then very banal: that Percival will be King of the Grail, he finally makes the crucial question - all this is only in passing an issue. Will finally clear again: to act to tension to Percivale role is not the point. It is this interpretation of the myth of his being. A convincing Milva Stark brings his innocence, his loneliness and despair with great intensity on the marshy stage.

Technicals: Parsifal, after the verse novel by Luke Bärfuss of Wolfram von Eschenbach, is at the City Theatre twice more on the program. The play is a success, and several performances were sold out - who cares , should be hurry.

Inspired by the idea I visited the nearest bookstore to browse in the original, but have 1200 pages and the rather functional prose translation in Reclam bilingual edition discourages me a little. Maybe I should start with Reclam edition selection, or the Versübersetzung of Simrock . The alternative: brush up my Middle High German a little and read the original, for example, in the Bibliotheca Augustana .

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Fragenetik - and it runs and runs and runs

What we really think of ourselves that we are able to think?

we seriously believe that we think our actions in such influences, even controls that we had it in its entirety in your hand? Our actions? Our lives?

And above all: Do we think that we believe it or vice versa? Do we live our faith or our thinking? Or live the two us? What experiences and feelings to which we neither believe nor have we ever thought? The two rascals distract our lives far more than we think.

There can believe one way.

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, Switzerland staging

Last year we offered a trip to Zurich the opportunity, finally, the newly designed to look at permanent exhibition of the National Museum . Like any brave Swiss schoolboy, I had the solemn halls of our national museum as a child, two-crossed three times with proper civic respect. Respect the castle demanded to Zurich train station continue, even if the new presentation is very accessible. And some impressions from my childhood visits, I was on the historic tour quite informally here and there reminded again - as in the detailed section on the Reformation, where taking the most famous relics of the house, helmet and sword of Zwingli, their proper place. Before this, very briefly, but with the finest objects of the Christian Middle Ages shows, most recently forwarded to the rise of the Swiss industry in the contemporary history. Think it's Fashion now be after the first, the chronological part of art history holdings of sculpture, painting, crafts hand over their entire mass impressive and very skilfully presented. Lack of time and energy, we could not even consider this rich abundance in detail.

had in connection with the opening of a detail of some controversy unleashed on in the right political spectrum: the simple with the (stolen ) sentence "No one was there all the time" made a declaration that many major Swiss and Swiss were originally no such. The National Museum as a propaganda spin? Room. The introductory chapter in the permanent exhibition presented only the - in this context not only justified, but obvious - question, Who were the people who lived in the area earlier today in Switzerland, and where are those who are here now. This double issue is a cause for hand gathered presentation of the early history and antiquity, on the other hand, a few observations about the present population. That a national self-image mediation institution to take this opportunity must be to correct stereotypes and introduce unknown aspects in the debate appear me obvious: it would have been possible to address the construction (and constructed nature) of the national identity nor explicit. But the part of Switzerland and the Swiss is anyway not the most political part of the exhibition. The real political statement is the detail with which the most exciting fifty years of Swiss history is staged, the new epoch between the end of the Ancien Régime and the Constitution of 1848. For me, this is the key period in Switzerland. Unbearable tensions had been discharged in the brief civil war - and then managed real patriots quietly and expeditiously under the radar of the monarchist Europe throughout the latest State of the continent. If you must be proud of a period of Swiss history will, then it is this. And you can to all those who commit to conscious or unconscious bending the historical research, the Confederation of 1291 to use for their propaganda purposes, not stress the importance of the state in 1848 enough. The National Museum deserves thanks for put this era into focus and illustrates with great gesture to have.

Technicals: The National Museum in Zurich has probably the best public transport links all Swiss museums will increase in Zurich HB from one of the many features, head to the platform and then just left out - voila. The house is open daily except Mondays from 10 am to 17 clock, even on Thursday to 19 clock.