We really thought we had a purpose
We were so anxious to achieve
We had hope
The world held promise
For a slave to liberty
Freely I slaved away for something better
And I was bought and sold
And all I ever wanted
Was to come in from the cold
– ‘Come In From The Cold’, Joni Mitchell
The subtitle of Die Zweite Heimat, Edgar Reitz’s sequel to Heimat (discussed here last month), is ‘Chronicle of a Generation’. The generation in question is my generation – the lucky ones born in the 1940s who came of age in the 1960s. Except that Reitz’s brilliant semi-autobiographical account of a group of gifted musicians, film-makers and intellectuals who arrive in Munich as students in the early 1960s is one that becomes increasingly dark. Continue reading “Die Zweite Heimat: a longing for escape”
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