Don't be afraid, Fanny. Your past is your skeleton behind you. Your future is the only thing that comes before you. Both will never leave you, but sometimes, sometimes they'll want to talk to you. They will tell you to sit down and rest, they will offer you a drink and promise you anything you want. But don't listen to them, go ahead, always forward and don't wear a watch. They will remind you what time it is, they will always show you the same time. Do you understand me?
As a movie for the evening, I was waiting for my favorite German cinema with the melodramatic parable of the post-socialist era “Nobody Loves Me”, filmed in 1994. It seems to me that the general black and decadent mood of the film from the 90s should be more than close to the Russian audience. The scenery here is an incomprehensible, mystical time of frustration, poverty and freedom, and a sleek panel skyscraper-almost-communal with residents of varying degrees of friction. The main character of her neighbors, by the way, is not inferior in anything: she works in the security zone at the airport, wears clothes with skulls and even periodically sleeps in a coffin (in her own way, by the way, made), but nothing girlish is at all alien to her. She, like many (yes, all) women who have not settled their personal life by 30, is tossed between a soggy loneliness, ticking clocks and unwillingness (already) to impress someone. She is 29 and no one likes her.
For an adequate perception of the picture, you just need to constantly remind yourself that this is a parable, a conditional tale, you should not expect realism from it. I wasn’t completely sure that was the case, so I took the first half of the film as a misunderstanding. But then, then this movie surprised me. or maybe it just turned out to be in tune with my thoughts: love asexual (not guessed, in the center of the plot quite hetero relations, although same-sex will also be tangent), the meaning is different: the unity of souls. Is there a sex in the soul? Is gender or orientation important for a person’s love for a person? I think the answer is obvious, but sometimes we focus on marriage, whereas love has a much greater variety of forms. One of the most precious of these is called friendship.
And in a broader social context, this is a film about non-conformists, dreamers, but not as pretentious and electrified sex as Bertolucci.
And that makes them even more charming.