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FEUERKREIS - psychedelic horror short film

It was supposed to be a nice evening for Leon and Marie. Instead: professional problems, family intrigues, marital crisis. But all that fades away when Leon happens to meet Cecilia on the street that evening. Dark memories, long suppressed, come to the surface and send him on a desperate journey into his own past. On a nocturnal odyssey through Berlin, he must confront the trauma of his youth. Cast: Sebastian Zumpe - "Leon" Noureddine Chamari - Jesaja" Celine Yildirim - "Cecilia" Tabea Georgiamo - "Luna" Lisa-Marie Janke - "Marie" Jonas Kern - "Saxophonist" Crew: Jasper Graeve - Director, Writer, Producer Jonas Kern - Producer Naima Abt - Producer Klara Lübbe - Producer Jasper Graeve - Editing Clara Zimmer - Editing Jonas Kern - Music Asier Rodriguez Rios - Production Design Felix Spröde - Cinematography Isabelle Vogel - 1.AC Konrad Willbrandt - 1. AD Nicholas Dobers - Best Boy Samira Stricker - Costume Design Alice Degelow - Costume Design Jakob Strenzel - Make-Up/SFX Artist Matias Santos - Set Sound Jake Muir - Set Sound A production by KOLLEKTIV 32. MÄRZ

Jasper

1 year ago

Luna! Give it another thought. Really. Sleep on it for a night and... Thank you, I think there is nothing more to think about. My wife said... You know my wife works just the same way. Always doubting, trying to be careful. But I can assure you: there's no doubt about this apartment. Such a prime piece of real estate in this location - like winning the lottery. I don't think you understand. -Oh but I do! Just last year we took up a credit for our son and... You don't want to risk anything, I get
that. But how does that saying go: concrete is the new gold. That's just not in it for us. You'd have to adjust the price again and... We're already talking about a very fair price here, you know that. But I'll gladly... I wish you all the best. Listen, Herr Lepinksi! Sleep on it another night, talk to your wife about... Have a nice evening. Most people wander through life as through foreign lands. Large, refurbished bathroom, roof terrace - and that moron bails out last minute. Maybe the whole
thing was out of his league. Ah, no way. You saw the car which he drove up with with your own eyes yesterday. No. But never mind that. We don't wanna talk about that tonight, hm? Give me two years and we have our dream house. Everything just like you want it. Your mother should have long been here by now with the kids. I'm gonna give her a call. They're probably watching TV. You know how it is. They shouldn't be sitting in front of that damn TV so much. You are aware that they don't just go vol
untarily and that my mom likes having them at her's. She does that on purpose. She wants to turn the children against us. I think you're just obsessing about something there. Contractors, venturers, marble floors with underfloor heating. But if it's about our children for once... Excuse me...? Sometimes I have the feeling you don't even care about them. You and Konstantin aren't spending time together at all anymore these days. You're not gonna say anything about that...? What am I supposed to s
ay about that? What a nice family evening, isn't it? Oh yeah? And whose mother fucks my god damn brother? Well, probably not yours. -Very funny. What does this have to do with the kids anyways? You know what? You're all the same: phonies. None of you can deal with responsibility. Ah and know you're just gonna leave me sitting by myself? I'm getting another bottle of wine and then we can continue talking. So you'll finally become like your father and booze yourself to death? When have you actuall
y become like this? Turn, turn! Wheel of fire, wheel of fire. Spin... spin! Merrily. Merrily! What, you trying to wind me up? You just don't fucking get it! I haven't seen that look before. What look? Well this one! It's kinda got something... apocalyptic. This isn't leading anywhere. The petition will never make it. We gotta try anyway! Does any of this even make sense? What difference do we even make? I think we do make a difference. Assuming that... Most people wander through life as through
foreign lands. Consuming to forget. The reign of suppression... This world isn't made to live in, but to die in. Everything will die here. Maybe there's a better world waiting for us somewhere... Have you heard of Beleth before? One of the kings of hell? Leon? Leon, you're going to far! Hold on, hold on, look at me! What? Let me go... No man, calm down. Calm down! I gotta get outta here...! Look at me, look at me! It's me...! The wheel of fire... - It's me, man! Look at yourself! You're not your
self anymore! I thought you understand me! You're gonna lose her! What do you want from me?! Ah, look at that. They're taking to the streets on Saturday again. They're expecting 20,000 to be there... - No way... Who? Uhm, they're called... "Future For All"! We should go there too. - No question. Why? They're writing exactly what we've been talking about: that 2008 was only the beginning and Deepwater Horizon a plot and so on...! Yes, it's all connected somehow. Swine flu, Lehmann brothers, oil p
est. It's all a charade! And the nano chips! They really want to pull through with that! Yes. And that's exactly why a demonstration isn't enough. Exactly! We - we need something bigger. Something bigger? Leon, that's 20,000 people. No, that's too small. You might as well draft a petition then. You want us to organise an attack? No, that's too minimal! You gotta see the connections. You gotta shift your view. Ok, Leon... The wheel of fire - it doesn't only turn down here - it also turns up in sp
ace! W-what? We're trying to change something, aren't we? We gotta open doors! We gotta stop the wheel of fire. Ok, stop, stop! What? What are you talking about? There's something we want to show you. Fuck! You haven't changed. You've always played with fire. Ce-c... Cecilia...! We haven't seen each other in 10 years, I... What do 10 years matter? Where is Luna? What happened to her? Look at it this way: you're sitting by the ocean in South France with your wife and children, drinking expensive
red wine and thinking: "Ah, this is the way it could be forever." And yet it just doesn't let you go. Like an ever recurring nightmare. What?! You don't remember, do you? Jesaja... Leon. I know the feeling, believe me. It's quite... strange. Like... like ruptures in your memory. I... I... I... I didn't want any of this. It's alright, really. You'll see. I don't know. I- I... Luna. Back then. Something went wrong. It came exactly as you meant it to. It's almost complete, Leon. This is the stuff t
hat can split time. Leon, Leon. I'm worried about Luna. You can't just pull her into all this. All this "Molding the future, we're creating something, splitting time".. That's too intense! What are you talking about? Leon, you're not yourself anymore! How long have we known each other for, huh? Twelve years? C'mon man, this isn't about me. It's about Luna. She is- she's not stable yet. You don't get it, do you? H1N1, genome project. You gotta see the connections. Leon, I'm scared of you. You're
insane. Leon? Hey, Leon! You alright? Where - is - Luna? I thought she was with you?! What is all of this? Some things can't be undone. Where is Jesaja? I could just as well ask you where you've been all these years. I thought we had cleared all of this up. No one knows whether Luna ran away back then. She wanted something bigger and I couldn't give her that... Memory is a strange being. What - really happened back then? You know where Luna is, don't you? But you were there by yourself - in the
forest of fiction. Stop it with your stupid games. I've had it with this blathering and all this hocus-pocus. I want to know where Luna is for fucks sake. But you know that yourself! If I did I wouldn't be here...! I don't want anything to do with all of this! You don't get it. I want to fucking know where Luna is. You don't understand any of it. He's been here. The whole time. What? Who is he, huh? He has been - waiting - for you. What's the meaning of all this? What have you always used to say
: "You reap, what you seed"? You're insane. Well, Leon. As so often, the answer lies somewhere in between. Cecilia. Cecilia. Cecilia! What have you done to her? Strange. If I look out this window, I get the feeling of looking back into my own life. As if I would see the small window, at which we secretly smoked dad's cigarettes. We looked down upon those people as if they were our puppets. That - that's not - that's not possible... You just have to glance into the abyss for long enough.

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@simonlegendary

Sehr nice! <3