I saw the follow-up first, The Invisible Frame, without knowing about the existence of this film. But I went to Berlin last week and we watched them both, in sequence, at the hotel room one night.
They’re really good. The first film is grainier, of course, but they’re a pretty fascinating pair. And the entire wall thing is just so bizarre. I never visited Berlin before it came down, and it’s so hard to imagine it when visiting now… It’s like a dream. And not a good one.
Cycling the Frame. Cynthia Beatt. 1989.
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