Never Look Away (Werk ohne Autor) (Werk ohne Autor)

Contemporary Art.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen.

Until the seizure of power Nationalsozialisten

gave in Germany such a modern art there.

That is to say, as it is already in the word being,

almost every year to another.

But the Germany of National Socialism once again demands a German art which,

like the entirety of a nation?￠?€??s creative values,

must be, and shall be, eternal.

but lacks them of such eternal value for our people,

then it is today without higher value.

The German woman is mocked and equated with prostitutes.

The soldier is a murderer and senseless sacrifices

represented in terms of a Bolshevik class struggle.

The people to the deep-rooted respect for

before the soldier's bravery

are driven out.

And madness, mental illness, is elevated to a defining principle.

Really needs to be adopted

that there are men who today's figures of our people

to see the depraved cretins?

The grunds?¤chlich meadows blue, green sky,

sulfur-yellow clouds and so on feel

or, as they might say "experience"?

There are only two possibilities.

Either these so-called "artists"

really do see and believe the things they are showing us here

and therefore believe in what they represent.

Then would be to examine whether their eye defect caused by an accident

have come or through inheritance about.

In one case, deeply unfortunate for these unfortunates,

important in the second for the Reich Interior Ministry,

which then would be responsible for at least one more inheritance

to prevent such horrible vision problems.

Or they themselves do not believe in the reality of these impressions,

but strive for other reasons,

harass the nation with this humbug.

Then it is striking an offense in the area of ?￠?€???￠?€??criminal justice.

What does this have to do with art? Making it elevates the soul?

Where is the craft in this? For art comes from craft.

I think you could do this, too. - (soft laughter)

Of course you could. Have a go.

And when you?￠?€??ve finished, ask your parents

if they?￠?€??ll give you a Reichsmark for it.

You know how much they paid Mr. Wassily Kandinsky for this?

2000 Reichmarks. - (man, softly) What?

More than the annual salary of a German worker.

What does your Papa do?

Right now, he?￠?€??s out of work. - (woman regretfully) Oh.

2000 marks out of taxes of the working German population.

We will ensure that the very people ...

Maybe I don't want to be a painter after all.

Do not tell anyone, but I like it.

Aunt Elisabeth, did you see how they looked at you?

On Monday nobody here will have eyes for me.

They'll all be cheering the F??hrer.

Good day. -I think you're better than Hitler.

(Elizabeth) Good day. -Good day. So, you?￠?€??re taking your nephew on an outing?

Yes. Thank you.

I want a good ride. Thank you.

Over there. There was our apartment.

What's wrong because most of Dresden?

Sometimes it helps to identify the exact.

I know who you lack.

The girl with fiery red braids.

What is the name again? Johanna?

Johanna, right? Your lovers? - (negative) Uh-huh.

No? -Not only Johanna.

Who else do you miss? Sometimes it helps to just get it out. -The Schroeder.

You know?

The old couple in our house. -Mhm.

Those who always stick to the hands. Like little children.

I like the. And the dachshund Thilo.

Whenever I have the recalled he came to me.

There are only 75 km from us to Dresden.

You can visit it as you want as often.

Hm?

Of course you are right. Dresden is unbeatable in its beauty.

You know what?

I find your father very much. That he does not join.

A signature,

and he could keep his job as a teacher and the apartment.

Dad thinks it criminal, like the Nazis ...

Shh, shh, I know.

But if you talk to anyone else, right?

Mama says she'll persuade him to join anyway.

And then after the war that will be his capitol.

His capital!

Goodbye, Miss May. (Both) Goodbye.

Hold it short.

Aunt Elizabeth, you forgot something?

Hey, Eddie. Since the small May is back.

we (Eddie) doing her the favor. -Karl, ready?

Good. (Eddie) same time.

All right, on three. One two Three.

Take care.

Thank you.

To paint a picture which gives you that feeling.

That's what they're trying to do, those degenerate artists...

Oh Elizabeth, late again. And how do you aussiehstl

chest out. Chin up.

Of.

First row. Come over.

You'll give him the bouquet.

Hell! Salvation!

Heill

Salvation! Salvation!

Salvation! Salvation! Salvation!

Salvation! Salvation!

Salvation! Salvation! Salvation!

Do not look away.

Never look away, Kurt.

All that is true is beautiful.

This sound ...

Therein lies the whole power of music.

Of life. (Out) Of the whole universe.

People look for the Secret Code, for the Theory of Everything.

But here it is.

Here.

Do you hear the?

But here it is:the A in the octave above middle C on the Bl??thner piano in the Mays?￠?€?? living room in Waltersdorf. Nothing can ever happen to us, because we have this note.

And now that I have found it,

I can play it anywhere.

On the table...

Do you hear?

Even on my head.

Aunt, Elizabeth, you're bleeding. -Even on my head.

Elisabeth.

What are you doing?

Playing a concert for the Führer!

"Youthful delusion" that makes it sound almost harmless.

Mild schizophrenia, youthful delusion! I can hear everything!

But I think it's nothing,

what a short break could not heal.

A break ... -In an institution, yes.

Can not we try it at home?

She has learned very hard for a high school and went straight to the office teaching.

Elisabeth?

Maybe she's just overworked.

Is that your wife?

You may not like it, right? I can see that in mind as you stand there.

Elizabeth.

Until we finish speaking wait outside.

I do not say that again.

Because schizophrenia is hereditary, I am obliged to ask:

Are there other cases of mental illness in your family?

Heavens, no!

Depression? -We're all cheerful.

We doctors are the guardians on the banks of Erbstroms.

I have to report this to the health department.

The decision on the introduction possibly you do not control.

Dr. Michaelis...

Franz.

I already knew your parents. Even the grandparents.

You're welcome.

not sign it.

Because you are there, Ms. May.

But you say it, if the condition worsens, will you?

Goodbye. -Hail Hitler.

Yes, of course, Heil Hitler. - (Kurt's mother) Heil Hitler.

mediation.

Please join me with the health department.

bye, Gunther. (Man 1) Ms. May, we have to leave.

Take care. (Man 2) You will be missed.

Only a few weeks. (Gunther) See you soon.

Goodbye, Ehrenfried.

goodbye. We will miss you.

I do not yet, Mom.

Kurt, go back inside.

Kurt.

I do not want that! (Groom 1) On the legs.

No!

Do you have it? -Yes.

No! (Mother sobs)

(Pfleger 2) Come on.

So, keep quiet.

The equal calm.

scopolamine, which acts quickly.

Yes, strap.

(plays mournful music on)

The suitcase. - (Ehrenfried) Oh yes, of course.

These are her things. -Yes / Yes.

looking away Never.