<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 15 Jan 2010 13:16:57 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Filmemacher</title><description>Dieser Blog ist ein persönliches Tagebuch des Autors und Regisseurs Tobias Stille, zu aktuellen Filmen, Filmthemen oder eigenen Projekten - mit Anspruch auf volle, nicht mehrheitsfähige Subjektivität.</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-2407052064910618743</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jan 2010 13:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-15T14:16:24.986+01:00</atom:updated><title>Catering hätten wir schon mal</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_0164-772077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_0164-772060.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-2407052064910618743?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2010/01/catering-hatten-wir-schon-mal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-9187805820982744866</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 07:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-18T09:48:44.615+02:00</atom:updated><title>Resume after one week Samos / Script2Film</title><description>Let´s get the drama out of our life and in our work. We will lead happier lifes and write better drama!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-9187805820982744866?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/10/resume-after-one-week-samos-script2film.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-2508799917110984179</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 11:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-07T13:04:13.627+02:00</atom:updated><title>THAD</title><description>I like that THAD of Elisabeth George:&lt;br /&gt;Talking Head Avoidance Device.&lt;br /&gt;Look for THAD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-2508799917110984179?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/10/thad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-6878426304369678313</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 09:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-28T11:06:52.364+02:00</atom:updated><title>Helden</title><description>Ich finde es wäre mal wieder Zeit, &lt;a href="http://www.sueddeutsche.de/kultur/214/485638/text/"&gt;investigative Journalisten&lt;/a&gt; als Helden eines Fernsehspiels zu pitchen, vielleicht der ARD...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-6878426304369678313?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/08/helden_28.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-4658790451845579999</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jul 2009 09:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-29T14:57:44.768+02:00</atom:updated><title>aua.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/Bild-1-785562.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 27px;" src="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/Bild-1-785557.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-4658790451845579999?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/07/killer-for-all-of-us-serious-filmmakers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-411009947349941977</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 11:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-17T14:12:51.798+02:00</atom:updated><title>creativity by Ira Glass</title><description>"It´s time to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3qmtwa1yZRM"&gt;kill&lt;/a&gt; - and it´s time to enjoy the killing because by killing you make something else even better live."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-411009947349941977?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/07/creativity-by-ira-glass.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-2171782043459068752</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 08:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-08T10:43:31.419+02:00</atom:updated><title>formula</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/P1020517-790881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/P1020517-790497.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-2171782043459068752?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/07/formula.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-5804265623068398592</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 09:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-07T11:31:56.640+02:00</atom:updated><title>Nisyros</title><description>telegrams into boats... sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-5804265623068398592?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/07/nisyros.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-2343452578367816504</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2009 09:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-29T11:42:20.300+02:00</atom:updated><title>Ansage</title><description>Ein Produzent meinte, er würde mir die nächste Regie wegen meines Hundes anvertrauen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_6393-703396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_6393-703385.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was mach ich mit der Aussage?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-2343452578367816504?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/03/ansage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-111610686487566599</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 08:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-26T09:53:54.993+01:00</atom:updated><title>Aufgepickt</title><description>Heute in der NZZ über Soderbergs beide "Ché"-Filme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dabei erzielen beide Filme immer wieder verblüffende Ergebnisse, und sie gleichen damit in frappanter Weise einem anderen Film, der sich mit revolutionären Träumen und ihren Folgen auseinandersetzte und auf Medien-ikonographischem Gebiet ebenfalls beachtliche Resultate zeitigte: Uli Edels «Der Baader-Meinhof-Komplex». Auch wenn die beiden Filme ideologisch gewissermassen spiegelverkehrt zueinander stehen (Edel bemüht sich, seine Protagonisten als durchgeknallt zu präsentieren, während Soderbergh seinen Helden als Heiligen zeigt) – in ihrer fast durchgehenden Geschichts- und Kontextlosigkeit gleichen sie sich. Denn letztlich sind sie kaum mehr als langfädiges Action-Kino, das behauptet, politisch zu sein.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-111610686487566599?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/03/aufgepickt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-8649332468319476638</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 09:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-20T11:01:01.485+01:00</atom:updated><title>Glückskind</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_0321-712365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_0321-712346.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-8649332468319476638?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/03/gluckskind.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-9041218514616813001</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 20:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-19T21:47:22.591+01:00</atom:updated><title>März Starttermine</title><description>Filme wie "Wrestler" und "Gran Torino" kommen gerade recht; nicht, dass es meine Alltime- Lieblingsfilme sind, aber wie nötig ist doch diese Strömung, hinter die Fassaden unserer Welt zu schauen. In dem Umfeld fühle ich mich mit "Ohnmacht" zu Hause...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-9041218514616813001?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/03/marz-starttermine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-2981338690405736690</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 08:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-13T09:39:12.400+01:00</atom:updated><title>tpg</title><description>Wer immer tpg ist, danke für die schöne Kritik zu "Ohnmacht" in blickpunkt film. Ich fühle mich sehr verstanden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-2981338690405736690?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/03/tpg.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-8856383228833973718</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 09:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-05T10:57:00.582+01:00</atom:updated><title>Geld und Liebe</title><description>Im Slumdog will Jamal nicht das Geld, sondern die Liebe seines Lebens. Er kriegt sie - und das Geld.&lt;br /&gt;Danny Boyle wollte das Geld auch nicht. Sondern das beste Hochgeschwindigkeits-Märchen, dessen er und sein Team fähig waren. Hat er geschafft. Und jetzt kriegen sie das Geld obendrauf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oder?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-8856383228833973718?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/03/geld-und-liebe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-2967311570399280822</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 20:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-01T22:02:06.725+01:00</atom:updated><title>Abhängigkeiten</title><description>Ich bin abhängig, und das ist gut so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-2967311570399280822?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/03/abhangigkeiten.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-1075440194852615794</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2009 13:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-25T14:21:16.388+01:00</atom:updated><title>W.</title><description>Gewiß nur ein Fernsehfilm vom Herrn Stone - aber doch erstaunlich, wie im Land, wo political correctness erfunden wurde, so was möglich ist - und alle Akteuere beim Namen genannt werden. Bush ist ein dummer Alkoholiker, der aus falschem Ehrgeiz Präsident wird und, um seinen Vater zu übertrupfen, den Irak ein zweites Mal überfällt... Wie geht so was juristisch???&lt;br /&gt;Eine solche Höhe der politischen Diskussionen im deutschen Filmgewerbe wäre wünschenswert -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/Bild-1-779526.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/Bild-1-779504.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- und nicht wie einige Produzenten, die mich über Bande wissen ließen, dass selbst mein harmloser Blog ihnen zu scharf gewürzt wäre... Doch das ist doch genau das Wesen der Kunst, das sie einen point of view einnimmt und durchzieht - wenn die Herrschaften das nicht mal vertragen (die an anderer Stelle gerne den Dünkel des Kulturschaffens vor sich her tragen...) dann sind es die falschen Partner zumindest für meine Projekte...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-1075440194852615794?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/01/w.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-256637943576252808</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2009 10:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-15T11:29:59.770+01:00</atom:updated><title>Slumdog</title><description>listen to: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vHUQht1HRmY&amp;feature=PlayList&amp;p=EE44B22B10AF8653&amp;index=0&amp;playnext=1"&gt;Soundtrack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how Jamal follows his passion for his great love in Slumdog Millionaire.  At the beginning of the film, Jamal is interrogated by the police. He is a contestant on the Indian version of Who Wants to Be a Millionaire? Jamal makes it to the final round of the quiz show and is in reach of the grand prize.  Before the final round is played, Jamal is kidnapped, arrested and accused of cheating.  Even under torture, he insists that he did not cheat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police chief is willing to give Jamal the benefit of the doubt if Jamal can explain how he answered the show’s questions. Jamal tells the story of his life, turning his suffering and pain into an inspiring tale of enduring love.  The film flashes between the questions on the quiz show and Jamal’s childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He recounts how he and his older brother, Salim (Madhur Mittal) grew up in the chaotic squalor of a Mumbai slum.  They are orphaned when their mother is killed during an anti-Muslim riot and subsequent widespread arson. The boys escape the burning slum together.  Despite Salim’s objections, Jamal invites the orphaned Latika to join them.  It is love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three children scavenge in one of Mumbai’s largest dumps until they are taken to an orphanage.  The orphanage is a front for a begging operation that uses horrific tactics to make the children more pitiful.  Jamal is taught to sing.  Salim (a young Power of Will character) is recruited to bully and capture other children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim is not afraid to use violence to help him and his brother survive.  He protects Jamal and stages their escape. When the boys jump on a freight train, Salim lets go of Latika’s hand and she is left behind with the gangsters.  Salim is jealous of Jamal’s love for Latika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brothers spend years scamming and stealing from tourists.  Jamal refuses to forget Latika.  He obsessively searches for her.  Jamal finally finds her only to lose her again.  His brother rapes Latika and vanishes with the young girl.  Jamal eventually finds work delivering tea in a call center.  Searching the computer company’s mobile phone records he locates his missing brother.  When he finds and follows Salim he also finds Latika. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim and Latika live in the thrall of a powerful Mumbai crime lord.  Latika is one of the man’s concubines. Salim is one of his thuggish enforcers.  Jamal convinces Latika to escape and meet him at the train station.  Salim follows, recaptures and brutalizes her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To escape his other larger problems, the crime lord is forced to leave Mumbai.  He takes Salim and Latika with him. Jamal attempts to find and reach out to Latika by becoming a contestant on her favorite quiz show, the Indian version of Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamal’s fate is that of a slumdog.  He is poor, uneducated and one of millions just like him.  Fate should dictate that he live and die in the slum, unheralded and unsung.  He should accept his fate as a piece of human garbage, disposable and easily forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, Jamal turns the pain, humiliation and hopelessness of his life into the answers that complete an epic quest for the love of his life.  Jamal refuses to surrender to his fate or to the gangsters who control the slums.  He chooses instead to seize his destiny and pursue the impossible. The police chief’s reaction is much like Anton Ego’s in Ratatouille.  His preconceptions about Jamal are shattered.  He rips up Jamal’s arrest warrant and returns him to the quiz show to play the prize-winning final round. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamal’s destiny is Latika.  However unattainable their love is, Jamal chooses to race toward his passion.  His choice defines who he is.  Seizing his destiny ensures Jamal will live forever as a legend in slums.  He never gives up.  He never gives in.  His unending quest finally inspires the love of his brother, who makes the ultimate sacrifice in recognition of the unquenchable intensity and purity of Jamal’s love.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamal and Latika find each other at the train station at the end of the film.  The two have a tearful and passionate reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latika:  “I thought we would meet again only in death.”&lt;br /&gt;Jamal (shaking his head):  “I knew you would be watching.” (Jamal turns her head to gently touch the scar disfiguring the side of her face, which is Salim’s punishment for her previous escape. She tries to turn away.)&lt;br /&gt;Jamal:  “This is our destiny.” (He kisses her scar tenderly)  “This is our destiny.”  (He kisses and holds her tight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(summery by emotionaltoolbox.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-256637943576252808?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/01/slumdog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-352231056441964426</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2009 10:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-15T11:26:11.320+01:00</atom:updated><title>m or mm</title><description>matcher or missmatcher - vereinen oder trennen - &lt;br /&gt;wanna be a m in 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-352231056441964426?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2009/01/m-or-mm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-440296787462193840</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2008 12:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-16T13:36:48.454+01:00</atom:updated><title>Blockbusterlyrik</title><description>Ein bißchen Lektüre für die Feiertage: Disneys &lt;a href="http://cinemascope.co.il/mp3/wall-e_script.pdf"&gt;Wall-E-Script&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Zwanzig Seiten ohne Dialog lesen sich wie moderne Lyrik: eine Annäherung an den apokalyptischen Müllberg...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-440296787462193840?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2008/12/blockbusterlyrik.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-8323605486094202486</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2008 09:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-16T10:46:15.420+01:00</atom:updated><title>Nicodemus spricht</title><description>Nicht neu, aber &lt;a href="http://hermes.zeit.de/pdf/archiv/2008/51/Kino-und-TV.pdf"&gt;wichtig&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-8323605486094202486?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2008/12/nicodemus-spricht.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-3346285496538563015</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 10:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-15T11:45:36.971+01:00</atom:updated><title>Small DIRTY HARRY</title><description>Lt. &lt;a href="http://www.spiegel.de/kultur/kino/0,1518,596433,00.html"&gt;Spiegel&lt;/a&gt; setzte Eastwoods Gran Torino in 6 Kinos in LA beachtliche 284 Tsd. Dollar um - und als "Ohnmacht" Regisseur fühle ich mich vom &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/wb/grantorino/"&gt;Trailer&lt;/a&gt; massiv angezogen. Hoffentlich läuft er bald auch in München in sechs Kinos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-3346285496538563015?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2008/12/small-dirty-harry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-5625033091894837571</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Dec 2008 09:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T10:42:04.441+01:00</atom:updated><title>Eröffnung Apple Rosenstraße</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_0276-752031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/uploaded_images/IMG_0276-752013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-5625033091894837571?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2008/12/erffnung-apple-rosenstrae.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-8458118106306109050</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2008 08:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-28T09:12:38.426+01:00</atom:updated><title>Sch´tis</title><description>... und 20 Millionen Franzosen können doch irren!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-8458118106306109050?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2008/11/schtis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-6948654577776533252</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 10:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-31T11:39:36.258+01:00</atom:updated><title>Urheberchoose</title><description>Was wahr ist, muß &lt;a href="http://www.spiegel.de/kultur/gesellschaft/0,1518,585753,00.html"&gt;wahr&lt;/a&gt; bleiben...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-6948654577776533252?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2008/10/urheberchoose.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33599359.post-8430747301126242457</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 09:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-15T11:58:46.982+02:00</atom:updated><title>Was Conny Walther auf dem Fernsehpreis gesagt hat</title><description>"... Ja, vielleicht ist das ein besonderer Film, aber, wenn ich ehrlich bin, ich wünschte mir, er wäre gar nicht so besonders. Ich wünsche mir, dass nicht nur ein Redakteur einmal im Jahr einen solchen Film auf die Beine stellt, ich wünsche mir, dass es viele Redakteure ständig tun, dass sie viel öfter auch ihrem eigenen Anspruch gerecht werden. Und darum bitte ich Sie, die Programm-Verantwortlichen, das zu tun, was die Verantwortlichen in meinem Fall getan haben, sie haben mir ihr Vertrauen gegeben, den Freiraum, den es brauchte, dass die Geschichte ihre eigene Form finden konnte. Ich möchte Sie deshalb bitten, geben Sie meinen Kollegen Vertrauen - sie können es gern auch wieder mir geben - schenken Sie uns Spielräume und sich selbst die Möglichkeit, sich überraschen zu lassen. Ich glaube, wenn es gelingt, dass das Besondere normal wird, dann hat das Normale die Chance, besser zu werden. Herzlichen Dank für Ihre Aufmerksamkeit."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33599359-8430747301126242457?l=www.tobiasstille.com%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.tobiasstille.com/blog/2008/10/was-conny-walther-auf-dem-fernsehpreis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (filmemacher)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>