In eternity, where there is no time, nothing can grow.
Nothing can become. Nothing changes.
So death created time to grow the things that it would kill…
The new German Film lasted from the sixties into the eighties.
Girls were pretty, smiles were sweet, pains were great….
and black and white was artistic.
Helmut Berger with Visconti in Rome.
Udo Kier with Warhol in new York, Romy Schneider with Zulawski in Paris.
A big fashionable world. But now?