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Come here.

Can I read the script?

If there is one, of course.

What is the budget?

Is there already a DP attached?

Well, it's not you for sure. You'll be in front of the camera.

Be careful please, it's only rented!

So there is no script and no budget yet, right?

I know what I want, that should be enough.

You want me, don't you?

You still enjoy me.

Maybe as an actor, but you better be good!

Take away the camera.

So just do what I tell you to do. And stop thinking too much!

She is a real beauty.

Just react to her like the moment asks for it.

And how shall I play that?

You just look at her.

And in that very moment you fall in love with her.

And she falls for you.

Without you wanting it.

The first day.

Love

Hello?

Oh. Sorry.

Hello.

I'm ... - I know.

Can you tell my name from my looks?

I haven't the slightest idea of the importance of Marie.

Maria Magdalena, that would help.

I'm not really that holy.

This is really huge.

Living here must be a blast.

It's noisy and dirty.

Is it yours?

In the hallway.

Yes please?

I can't understand you.

My cellphone is off. That's why.

Thanks. Cut!

What is your character's name?

Teresa.

Michelle.

Beth.

Not bad. Why not Marie?

Then she would be me.

Charlotte.

Juliette.

Or Lula.

That smacks of porn.

Catherine.

Jeanne.

That's good.

I'm Jeanne.

27 years old.

Actress.

I'm acting here.

A film about love.

Good.

And who is he?

Act as if you were talking to yourself.

His name is Hans.

He just doesn't want to say it.

What are talking about?

No dialogue.

More monologue, please!

I never likes the name Hans.

It's one of those names they make all...

...kinds of corny jokes with.

You've all heard them before.

I was given a second name: Alexander.

I wanted to be called that in school.

Made a nametag and everything.

But the name Hans stuck.

If I meet new people today I always tell them that my name is Alexander.

Why are we calling you Hans then?

What about Billy.

Jim.

Alex?

No. It has to fit to Jeanne.

Right.

Names have to fit to each other.

Paul - Paul is good.

Paul is just as terrible as Hans.

Too late.

They slaughtered Paul and then burned the corpse.

Poor Paul.

Gross.

Something about your character please.

Political economics are always about the desires of men.

Where did you read that?

You have been reading my notes!

Thanks.

That's it for today.

Hey there, Alexander.

Hey, how are you?

You're leaving?

Gotta grab some cigarettes!

Many men said that before disappearing.

I still have cigarettes.

Are we allowed to smoke on camera?

Or wouldn't you be allowed to show the film then?

In this case that wouldn't be the only reason for censorship.

Nina goes to jail. Because of a movie. - These are rehearsals.

First the rehearsals. Then we shoot. - Yes!

By the way, who owns this place?

It belongs to a friend.

He's leaving it to me for a certain time.

I like it.

The second day.

Desire

Are you already editing scenes from our rehearsals?

Just some moments.

May I have a look?

Not yet.

Did you come up with a title yet?

Not really. Some rough ideas maybe.

Tell me.

Rehearsals, Inserts...

...Blue Movie.

So it's all about sex? - No... Yes, some of it.

A porno movie? - Nonsense.

Given that sex will be only a minor point, ...

you keep talking quite a lot about it.

What do you mean by saying everyone knows what love is?

From reading drama for example.

Don't worry. We'll bring enough drama along.

If it was you personally, what would you leave out?

I don't do the make up all the time.

Then let's kick it out.

What happened before?

They must have been getting along quite well.

Right, what happened before?

I think, Jeanne comes out of the bathroom...

Yes...

She was fond of herself under the shower. Then in front of the mirror.

Yes...

And then she comes out of the bathroom, totally nude...

Or maybe just wrapped in a towel...

And she is telling this dream. To Paul an of course to herself.

And it's clearly just her fantasy, right?

Yes, she is creating the space for having sex.

Good.

Maybe she just wants to masturbate.

And he joins her.

Is that true to the original?

And how should I act that? Do you want me to masturbate...

for real? But that wouldn't be acting anymore.

You can leave you panties on at first.

At first?

Let's find out during the rehearsal, ok?

Take off your shirt.

Okay. I'll do it. - Do it yourself.

No problem.

Ok, let's see where we are.

Right, lay down right there.

Take off the socks.

Relax, put down your foot.

Now take off the shirt.

And your hand... yes.

Relax. Let your arm... Lay down...

And relax, ok?

Good! Look a little bit to the left.

The third day.

God

Do you believe in God? - No.

And the priests and popes shouldn't always claim to believe in Him either.

If they're so certain He exists. There's no need to believe in Him.

He just exists, or He doesn't.

You can only believe in the invisible.

Love, hate, drive, share value, all invisible, but still tangible.

So there is no God? - How should I know that?

That's great.

You want to grab a coffee too? - Yes.

Inside they only have alcohol and water. - What's going inside?

Exhibition opening. - Ah.

What are you trying to tell with that film actually?

I don't know for sure what it is.

But there is something. That much I know.

So let's talk about it.

How are you going to approach this? Sex plus art equals mass?

With you sex is just a product. And in the end a problem.

No. That's not true.

I just think that I can't start off with the project the way it's now.

You can't count me in as long as it's like this.

You provide the money. - No.

I can't.

There is a different layer to that game.

You are talking about limited intimacy. - Yes.

The punter doesn't pay for intimacy, but for its limits.

That wouldn't be the case here.

You mean we're already too close to each other?

My proposal would be three times.

But without kissing.

I have to go. Sorry. - Sure.

Come inside with me. The picture are good.

I'm fine.

I found an amazing text.

The headline is: The icy smile.

Emotional facial expressions are inherent.

Mimic, the way humans express their feelings, is not learned but inherent.

Psychologists from blah have shown this by comparing facial expressions of blind...

and seeing athletes winning silver medals at the Olympic Games.

The silver medal is for most athletes who compete for the gold a disappointment.

Social rules demand that they nevertheless express some happiness.

Humans in such an emotional dilemma usually react by employing...

a so called social smile.

In contrast to the honest "Duchenne smile"...

No idea how to pronounce this.

Are you still listening? - Yes!

Different from the honest smile...

the social smile only uses the mouth but not the eyes.

There was almost no difference between seeing and blind athletes.

Even athletes who were blind from birth were perfect at employing the social smile...

even though they never had the chance to learn it from anyone.

This leads to the conclusion that emotional facial expressions have genetic causes...

the scientists claim. And so forth and so forth.

So?

That's what we're gonna do now.

One of us is blind. The other isn't.

And we tell the camera that we love the project and our partner.

And we do it with a social smile.

I'm the blind one.

Nina? - Yes!

Can we extend the lunch break, please?

If you'd like to.

I'm really tired.

Just half an hour sleep. - Ok!

You're neither supposed to play yourself, nor playing someone else.

You're supposed to play nobody. - Pardon?

That's what Nina said yesterday.

To me?

My favorite cryptic sentence of Nina goes like this.

The reason I chose you...

is to lead me where I might want to go.

That's what she said? - Yes!

I don't actually think Nina want to shoot this movie at all.

You know her better. - Not really.

But you were making out with her, weren't you? - Balls!

See you soon.

Is the love scene scheduled for tonight? - Yes.

Hm. - We'll go over it before. We will manage it.

Yes!

Are you ready?

We can start.

You're all right?

Think so.

Oh. Sorry.

No. Come on in.

I don't want to interrupt you two. - I just wanted to leave.

I'll be right there.

I'm in the bathroom.

I like it better when you're blond.

I like you better without a cigarette.

One moment.

Why don't you just let us play! - What's the matter?

You reek of smoke. - I wasn't referring to myself.

What's this all about?

I don't know yet. That's what we're trying to discover.

Just show us fucking?

I don't care who you are in real life.

But you want to see how we sleep with each other.

Yes.

That's the whole point of this film.

Anything else would be a lost chance.

Say something.

My only problem with the whole thing is...

not knowing if I'll get a boner at the right moment.

Asshole.

The forth day.

No

Stand still!

Will you make me a coffee? - Yes, ok!

Come and have a look.

That's how I'd like to have my hair done.

Is this the right one?

Yes?! - I'll be okay.

Fine.

Why don't you want to join us on the ski trip?

What?

Why don't you come?

Because I can't ski.

Why?

I just fall over.

But we don't even have to pay. Everything is free.

I won't say yes or no.

So you're coming then.

They're your friends.

They're yours too.

How do you like that? - Great!

It would be great if you don't smoke so much.

I have to, I'm rehearsing.

Tickle me.

What's the matter?

I knew this was coming.

So tell me!

Where is the milk?

What is it?

I hate the winter.

I want to go somewhere sunny.

Your friends are appalling.

Don't be so mean.

I haven't changed. You're weird.

Answer it.

Just answer it.

No.

You don't love me anymore. - Now that's something new.

So it's true. - I don't want to discuss it.

So?

Why do you ask such a thing?

Because I want to know. - Ah.

And?

What makes you think that?

Answer first.

What makes you think that?

Just look at you. - Why should I?

It's been ages since we last slept together.

Come on then.

Do it.

The fifth day.

What's the matter? - Cigarette?

We can smoke upstairs. - Let's talk here. - Hm.

You're really strange. - What am I?

You've suddenly changed.

I'm still the same.

Just tell me if I'm right.

Just tell me what you mean!

Why don't we just drop it.

You're coming with me?

I have to go. - Ah.

I'm already late.

Hans had to leave urgently. He forgot about an appointment.

Shall we talk about the scene? - My pleasure.

Can I quickly take a hot bath? - Sure! - I'm frozen to the bone.

Will you find what you need?

I think I really stepped onto it.

Let me do that.

Does it hurt a lot? - Yes.

Done. - Thanks.

I can't really tell you anything about the project...

even though I'm part of it.

My girlfriend would go mad, I think.

I'm not even sure that I could tell her about me applying to the DP on the project.

We're not shooting yet.

Friederike wants to know whether you'll join us on the ski trip?

We could make your new photos there as well.

Yes. That sounds great.

How is life with Friederike? - Fine.

How do you handle it?

It seems like roulette.

I don't know where this will take me, but I have to go on.

Most exciting is, not knowing where it leads you to.

She's dancing beautifully.

I know.

Going the way is the exciting part. The creating. It's an adventure.

Without a goal.

A lot of work.

And no regards for losses.

You work in the film business too? - No.

Only my girlfriend.

Catch it with a camera, not knowing what it is.

Capture it with the indifference of a machine.

The film must resemble what you see, when you close your eyes.

That's how I would shoot it.

Ah.

And you are beautiful.

But you seem to know that.

The sixth day.

Only for yourself

And the camera.

You never called back.>

It is going well?>

Or I'll just drop by your place.>

The concert was great.>

Doesn't matter.>

I had to leave.>

What do you think?>

having to talk about work.>

What's up? - Nothing in particular.

Tell me. - Your clothing, when we first met.

Those white Adidas. - I know, I was undergoing a strange phase.

Who were you with that day?

Theater, guest performance.

And how did you get into the party?

Wasn't that some kind of private event?

With Mark and the girls. They had already been there and so they knew it.

I see. That's why you had the heart to approach me.

You looked great. And you had this exclusive smile.

You were just boozed.

The next day I was head over heels in love with you.

You didn't even remember my name.

Why did we never make love together?

The opportunity never occurred and then the moment had passed.

You once said, that I was not your kind of guy.

How long ago? - Three years?

And this time?

Where do we step out?

You're familiar with this? - Yes.

Can you just have a drink there? - That as well, yes...

Then let's get into it. I wanna break new ground.

Can you see me?

It is a bit dark over there.

Is it only you who can see me now? Or all the guys from the other booths as well?

I wouldn't mind!

I've never been to such a place.

This is really just for gays?

What a pity.

I'd like the idea if you would turn out to be just a little bisexual.

It turns you on seeing me flirting with Marie, right?

I am sure you desire me making out with her.

Maybe.

The idea turns you on?

Really?

Show me.

Prove it!

Cool. I think it looks beautiful. Did I ever tell you?

You want me to undress?

Maybe, if you say please.

Okay.

But you have to continue.

It's a bit complicated with the mobile.

I'd prefer continuing without it anyway.

Just watching each other.

Only for yourself.

Your eyes seem dead. No, it's great. Kinda crazy.

As if all of this is not even real.

Go on, go on, go on...

I like it when you play with yourself.

No talking!

Only for yourself and the camera.

Come here.

You're walking home? - Yes.

The seventh day.

Back to the topic. Are you or aren't you?

What am I?

A nutcase!

I shouldn't be the judge of that, but I would say I'm not.

Wrong. You are.

But then you aren't. You are truly mad. You really believe in what you're doing.

I think that's great. That's so rare.

The movie is a failure.

That's a harsh word. You haven't failed. You haven't even started.

Privacy became the interesting thing. It became what was worth showing.

But do I want that?

Perhaps you have to make the film without real sex.

No. It wouldn't be the same.

I will provide the money. As much as you need.

No.

"For years we have all been living in the realm of Prince Mangogul:

Under the spell of an immense curiosity about sex, bent on questioning it...

with an insatiable desire to hear it speak and be spoken about...

quick to invent all sorts of magical rings...

that might force it to abandon its direction."