Marc-Liam is a man of many talents but naming film clubs is probably not one of them (ML – I can objectively say that’s completely not true, probably). Nonetheless, Soul Films has been received quite (ML – I think she meant ‘amazingly’) positively among the students, mainly from the English department, and already strives for Tuesday evening domination, a position currently shared with the 1-credit-book club. But not for long, cinematic mastermind Marc Liam reckons: “Books are dead”, (ML – In my defence, I was referring to their physical properties) he says and continues to (ML – ‘meticulously’) plan out the upcoming films, the last of them a well-kept secret (it starts with a “d”). The selection of films is very clearly purely based on his personal preferences – widely unknown, often dark and in some way brilliant – although he tries to cover up by inventing a “weird chronological” order in which the films are apparently shown, English and American works taking turns.
The screening itself takes place in the University’s own cinema, a slightly asymmetrical furnished basement room without popcorn but an air of exclusive conspiracy. Nonetheless, everyone is welcome, lured by the promise of practicing their language skills, ending up in the Stabi-Café afterwards infected with their leader’s (ML – I see myself more as a “guiding light”) evangelical zeal for hidden gems and against the common modern-day blockbuster.
The film starts at 6pm, discussion ends latest at 9pm when the Stabi starts to usher people out after interrupting conversation in increasingly short intervals. The experience, though, will stay with you for much longer than just the way home. (ML – The rest of your natural lives probably)
Many people will agree that we live in an excellent time for independent film-making and cinema enthusiasts alike, thanks to cheap cameras, youtube and online film rental services. Still the vast variety of opportunities may seem rather intimidating for an amateur like me and often the films I would probably love get swamped in high-budget mediocrity.
I am pretty sure that I am not the only person with this problem – perhaps you have it, too – and fortunately there are also those knowing the swamps well enough to navigate through them right to the hidden gems. Every Tuesday at Soul Films Marc-Liam shows his pick of British and American films from 1957 to today in some odd kind of ‘chronological’ order. (ML – I’m not into ‘linear’ time)
To give you a bit of an idea, those were the films watched in the previous weeks: Paths of Glory, Dog Day Afternoon, In the Name of the Father and This Is England.
Be sure not to miss it: Every Tuesday, 6 pm in the Medienzentrum, VMP5.
Tamara Larissa Nehls (ed. Marc Liam Toolan)
Tamara was (possibly) listening to the Kool-Aid when she wrote this piece.
Marc Liam was listening to the sound of righteous cosmic justice, and Childish Gambino