Last weekend was wonderful. This years Herbstcon was at a new location and it was a great convention.. or rather a relaxing and realy well doing holiday. In a rather secluded valley we had an old millers house for stay with plenty of room, no cellphone reception and more then enougth delicious food.
All in all a real well organized and enjoyed days.
With one minor drawback actually. I guess I got the cold there somewhere, because since monday I was on the brink of geeting ill. Hard days at work on monday, thursday and yesterday finally brought me down and I am at home now in bed with an aching throat, burning headache and a sick stomach. I only hope that sleeping and some medicine will kick me back on the track so I can be back at work by tomorrow.
I went to see Krabat in the local cinema last week. Having read the book almost over 10 years ago and only vaguely remembering the details of the story I was curious about that film. Especially when noting that this was a german film production. Which, by the way - you wouldn't have notived, weren't it for the almost boring starting title, that displayed all legal Information about who gave money to support that film in the making in the beginning... Plain white text centered on black background. The rest of the film was stunningly well done.
It is not at all cheesy or goofy. I found the screenplay well written, the acting was impressive, and the plot that keeps you engaged. I would recommend this to anyone looking for a change of pace from American fantasy flicks. A real good story and film all in all. Camera and all technicalities were perfectly played and created.
The basic story takes place at the end of the 30 years war in Germany. It focuses on a young orphan named Krabat. I won't give any more details, except to say that it's an interesting twist on the idea of magic. In a nutshell - the film is not what is in the book, but it is a wonderful and greatly done dark movie, you should see.
Oh well. I am rather mixed in feelings these days. This weekend an old scholfriends father died. I was watching the ambulance drive by my house this weekend and thought there might have been a car accident, as they were standing in the middle of the street, just a few hundret meters down the road. There were numerous people standing around and watching ( like always ) and then there came a second and third ambulance. All happened on the street in the middle of it - so I thought there was something on the streed... and so I didn't even realise it was directly in front of their house... well... yesterday I got the news from him that his father has died.
I feel empty somehow... drained of all feeling in a frightening way... It's nothing bad.. its just that I am a little confused that it doen't realy touch me in any way.... strange things. I guess I have to ponder on that for a while.