Finding my own style

If there is one thing to say about me, then there is this thing: I don’t know myself enough to stick to a thing I like. For instance, the language. I like writing in english, but keep changing the language on my blog from german to english and around. I always think to much, what you have to do, what you should do. I rarely think about what I want to do. That is a key problem on my way to finding my style.

Starting off with the language. I started my blog with filmreviews, kept it in german because I wanted to appeal to a lot of viewers in Germany and because it is my native language. I know it, I like it. But even if I am not as good in writing in english, I never been longer than a week in an english speaking country, I just like writing in english. It’s a more free experience. That is why I changed the film reviews even to english ones. With changing to the photography focus on my  blog I thought again about the consequences of having one language to write in. I wrote in german again.

I flipflop. A lot. I just don’t know what to do. I want to have my own style and just don’t do what I want, regardless if others do the same or not. Even if there are a lot of photographers or bloggers aroung who write in english or german, there are always the ones who are successful with it or not. And in the end, it is not the language which succeeds, it’s the person and the product you can produce (am I right?).

Focusing on this aspect of my path to getting more myself I think I have to keep it up and do this for a lot of other areas in my life. For a moment I just have to shut up the rest of the world and just listen to myself for once.

Oh Boy

Oh BoyOh boy, a German movie. Dreadful and full of negative expectations I did watch Oh Boy and…I liked it! German cinema is not my favorite place to be, hence it’s predominant lack of good films. Sometimes there are exceptions, that of course, when I dare to watch one of them again. I can’t even remember which German film I liked the last time. Oh Boy from writer-director Jan Ole Gerster is however now one of them.

It is a film about a wandering boy (Tom Schilling) in Berlin, who does not know what he wants to do with his life. He reflected for two years on his life, while his father thought he was studying law. The boy took the fathers money month after month until the latter found out in a character revealing fashion. The boy does not have the best of relationship with his father – and now he has none. Left alone with some Euros he keeps on wandering through Berlin with his kind of weird friends and encounters other questionable people like a lonely neighbor, who just wants to get away from his wife and invites himself into the flat of the boy. Then there is an old man in a bar, who tells a story about his childhood in war time Germany.

It is the discoveries and the way of the boy that is interesting in Oh Boy. It really is not about too much important topics. It rather is about a human being who just does not know what to do with his life and drifts off to where ever the city takes him. It’s a very calm movie, enriched with conversations and encounters, which entertain so much that the rather short duration time flies even faster. Tom Schilling does a well job to personate a kind of victim of the city and it’s people.

Oh Boy is shot in a very nice black and white tone, filled with great scenes of Berlin. It helps the film to get a certain meaningful look and feeling, which would not have been necessary, but is nice nonetheless. I don’t want to praise it too much, it’s at best a matinee watch for what it is, but an entertaining one. Best watched with a cup of coffee.

__________[ 6,5/10 ]__________