Friday, November 20, 2009

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Inas night - between fascination and disgust

Jedes Kind weiß, es können schreckliche Dinge geschehen, wenn man unbedarft herumzappt und dabei zufällig auf das trifft, was das Fernsehen als Unterhaltung bezeichnet. Musikantenstadlabende im Ersten zu treffen, kann dabei durchaus noch als das kleinste Übel bezeichnet werden.
Der gestrige Abend begann mit einem noch recht interessanten Bericht über Schiller im ZDF theaterkanal, gefolgt von einer sinnlosen Reportage über einkaufende Pärchen bei "Frau TV" im WDR. Nach halbherzigen rumgezappe traf ich auf das letzte Drittel "Harald Schmidt", der sich nach einer Reihe flacher Witze entblödete, mit seinem Gast, diesmal in Gestalt der Schauspielerin Anne Tismer, etwas, was wohl Improvisationstheater sein sollte, auszuprobieren. Schmidt kroch als Arschschmerzige Ameise auf dem Boden herum und Tismer improvisierte, halb lesend, Schwachsinn. Ein Stück, dass sie demnächst (ab Februar) im Prater der Volksbühne (Berlin) zum Besten geben wird. So, wie ich es verstand, hat sie es selbst geschrieben. Sie hätte es bleiben lassen sollen. Ich weiß nicht, wer sowas auf einer Bühne sehen will. Es geht mir nicht um Ästhetik, Moral oder Kleingeistigkeit. Das, was man bei Schmidt zu sehen bekam, war einfach absoluter Müll, Schund, beliebige Scheiße. Natürlich sind Bühnen auch da, um zu experimentieren; man muss nicht den Faust jedes Jahr neu erfinden oder zum millionsten Mal Beckett spielen und kahle, weiße Bühnenbilder mit grau gekleideten Actors, as androgynous, let the monotonous patter down some classic, only in order not to act normally, yes, all that does not need it. But what is even less need is a piece of the charm of a forgotten slice of bread in the toaster. The only seasoning is made to the wasteful use of preadolescent faecal poetry, a dilettante, and scrawled cardboard knitted by Waldorf children, colorful wool snakes, ants shit, or symbolize Optional sauce. Probably, however, and I presume, this was high art, contemporary theater, moving on a meta level, which for me is not noticeable. It is so, as always: I have it easy not understood;'m trapped in my self-imposed immaturity - I'm there but in this case you.
Then something happened that traumatized me. I ended up in the NDR "Inas Nacht". Ina Müller, one half of the defunct music-cabaret duo "Queen Bee" has its own late show. From the moment I was trapped in a feeling of fascination and disgust - and that ought to end stay that way. Guests of the show Jan Josef Liefers, Ingrid van Bergen and were Element of Crime. Ina Müller's show is set in a pub, in front of a shanty choir is to comment on the grand repertoire of two songs is happening in the pub. reminds itself is a nice idea, I first felt to the legendary film "Underground" by Emir Kusturica, in the ever plays a brass band and rotate. And it would have all the NDR can be as nice if not for Mrs. Smith, the woman with the built-in amplifier in the chest to completely lower the sound engineer can not. It is loud, very loud - even if you reduce the sound to a minimum, the self "Marianne and Michael" bearable, it has still pushing unbearable. But I could not switch, could not look away, the sense all the time, had to be a witness of a terrible accident is hardly surpass in cruelty, from which I can not turn away. Already got the first Guest, Jan Josef Liefers who got the chance not once started a narrative line, which took longer than twenty seconds to complete, because he was constantly interrupted by the carnivalesque Shanty Choir and an ignorant, self-satisfied, Ina Müller. Then, a brief bright spot, the presence of Element of Crime to settle with a usual taciturn Sven Regener, in his presentation that the engineer actually managed to sing along border Ina Müller to a level that could be described as background noise, making the matter in near the endurance slipped. The next guest came Ingrid van Bergen, where it was thematically to guinea pigs, dope and porn, what more women miller Area seems to be, as the now blossomed again correctly and, exhilarated by their own imagination, laugh their beer before rumprustete what the now very out of place acting Jan Josef ran with a subtle "Well, you are to cheer but easy." was commented. Then again Element of Crime, as compensation, I suppose, and then: the end.
reason Gracious!
I just sense something is free it only for private channels?

I am through.

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