Culture – Numéro Berlin https://www.numeroberlin.de Wed, 05 Nov 2025 11:41:27 +0000 en-US hourly 1 TO WATCH: “YUNAN” BY AMEER FAKHER ELDIN https://www.numeroberlin.de/2025/11/to-watch-yunan-by-ameer-fakher-eldin/ Wed, 05 Nov 2025 11:41:26 +0000 https://www.numeroberlin.de/?p=65586

Munir is ill, haunted by tormenting thoughts that deny him any sense of purpose on this earth. Solitude is what he seeks, even as it begins to destroy him. In silence, he hopes to reflect on his final decision.

Alone with his fears that are eating him up inside.

YUNAN, by Ameer Fakher Eldin, tells the story of a man torn apart, unable to find a place where he truly belongs. The film explores the feeling of being displaced, not only geographically but also existentially. It dwells in the in-between spaces that arise when belonging is lost.

Munir flees to Hallig Langeneß in Schleswig-Holstein, a place that itself stands as a symbol of transience. Like Munir, it is marked by fragility and isolation. “Land under” becomes a state that brings forth fear for one’s own existence and calls the future into question. Surrounded by water and cut off from the mainland, Munir finds an unexpected connection with Valeska, the woman who takes him in.

The language barrier does not seem to weaken their bond; they need few words to understand each other. Kindness and compassion help Munir to set out on a new path, in the hope of redefining his place in the world.

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Christian Stemmler — ANFANG / BEGINNING: BERLIN 1994–99 https://www.numeroberlin.de/2025/11/christian-stemmler-anfang-beginning-berlin-1994-99/ Tue, 04 Nov 2025 10:22:18 +0000 https://www.numeroberlin.de/?p=65481
ANFANG / BEGINNING: BERLIN 1994–99 captures the raw pulse of post-wall Berlin, a city in flux, alive with freedom and transformation.

Between 1994 and 1999, Berlin stood at a threshold, still marked by the traces of division yet already vibrating with a new kind of energy. It was a city that had not yet decided what it wanted to become, a space of contradictions and experiments, raw and unfinished. In ANFANG / BEGINNING, Christian Stemmler revisits this uncertain yet fertile moment through his own photographs, a collection that functions less as documentation and more as a lived memory of transformation. His images trace a city and a generation in motion: nights that blur into mornings, fleeting friendships, and rooms filled with both exhaustion and desire.

What began as a private act, taking photographs without purpose or audience, has turned almost three decades later into a visual testimony of an era that feels distant and yet strangely familiar. Stemmler’s images were made instinctively, without a sense of belonging to a photographic discourse. They emerged from daily life: improvised portraits on wrinkled bedsheets, snapshots in smoky clubs, fragments of faces and gestures captured on public transport or in shared flats. In their unpolished immediacy, they reveal a city that was still learning to breathe again, open, unpredictable, and porous.

Viewed today, these photographs are more than remnants of youth; they are fragments of a collective state of mind. They show Berlin before it was redefined by capital and global attention, when chaos and creativity existed side by side and possibility seemed endless. Stemmler’s return to these negatives—scanning, revisiting, remembering—becomes a quiet act of excavation. It is less about looking back than about reconnecting with a time, a feeling, and the reasons one begins to create in the first place.

ANFANG / BEGINNING unfolds as both remembrance and renewal. It reflects the vitality of a city that has always been a projection surface for ideas of freedom, and it marks the reawakening of an artist who once set the camera aside. The images resist nostalgia; instead, they evoke a form of sincerity that feels rare today, a closeness to life that is neither curated nor composed. Stemmler’s Berlin was rough, direct, and unguarded. His photographs preserve that atmosphere, allowing it to linger: the noise of a night that never really ended, and the quiet that always followed.

The second edition of ANFANG / BEGINNING: BERLIN 1994–99 will be launched on November 6, 2025, at Voo Store, Oranienstraße 24, Berlin — an opportunity to experience Stemmler’s work in direct conversation with the spirit of its time and to immerse oneself in the atmosphere of a Berlin that no longer exists.

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Temple of Love: Rick Owens’ Sacred Rebellion https://www.numeroberlin.de/2025/11/rick-owens-berlin-temple-of-love/ Mon, 03 Nov 2025 17:08:59 +0000 https://www.numeroberlin.de/?p=65550

Words by Nicole Atieno

Images by OWENSCORP/HARRY MILLER

Berlin is showing its usual cold and dark winter side this October evening, but inside the newly opened Rick Owens store, the energy shifts. The line is long, a steady stream of fans, each waiting for Rick to sign their copy of Temple of Love, techno music shakes the walls, while topless male models in towering boots glide through the crowd, serving drinks like ceremonial attendants. It feels less like a book signing and more like a ceremony, something between a club night and a sacred gathering.

Even in the noise, time seems to slow around Rick. Calm, deliberate, magnetic. He’s here for the launch of Temple of Love, the book released alongside his exhibition at the Palais Galliera in Paris (June 28, 2025 – January 4, 2026). But when we sit down to talk, he doesn’t start with the book. He starts with a story.

“My friend Christeene was performing at Berghain one night,” he says. “Before the music started, I was just wandering around alone, taking pictures. Then the DJ began sound-checking and played Detroit Rock City by KISS. I was alone on the dance floor, dancing to KISS. That was the only time I ever went to Berghain. It was perfect.”

It’s an image that could only belong to Rick Owens. Alone, euphoric, caught between the spiritual and the surreal. I ask if he’s ever been tempted to go back; he simply says, no.

“Why would I? I love dancing sober, sometimes in Paris, I wake up at 2 a.m., have an espresso, and go out dance for a bit. Dancing is the simplest expression of joy. I almost feel a moral duty to do it.”

Inside the book, Courtney Love recalls how she met Rick, like a scene from a lost 90s film: she remembers walking past his Hollywood studio and seeing him “like a sorcerer at his cauldron.”

That moral duty to express joy sits at the heart of Temple of Love. The book unfolds less like an archive and more like a journey, tracing not just the evolution of Owens’ work, but the process behind it: the experiments, the inspirations, and the stories shared by those closest to him. 

Each section maps a different facet of his world; Sacrality, Hollywood, Fortuny, The Joy of Decadence, Paradox of the Sexes, Tenderness, Sculptural Confrontation fragments of an ongoing search for beauty and meaning.

Inside the book, Courtney Love recalls how she met Rick, like a scene from a lost 90s film: she remembers walking past his Hollywood studio and seeing him “like a sorcerer at his cauldron.” Jo-Ann Furniss follows with A Manifesto for Subversion, tracing his journey from underground L.A. to the cinematic chaos of his 2025 Hollywood show.

The older I get, the more I realize my purpose is to reject disapproval and celebrate spaces free of malicious judgment

“I had every page of Temple of Love pinned to my gym wall at home for a year,” he tells me. “I’d move them around between workouts. It became a living map of my life. I don’t think I’ll ever take it down.”

For Rick Owens, creation is never separate from daily life. The gym, the studio, the book, they’re all extensions of the same ritual.

When I ask what drove him to make this book now, his answer turns philosophical:

“The older I get, the more I realize my purpose is to reject disapproval and celebrate spaces free of malicious judgment. That’s why I use pentagrams, they represent otherness that’s been condemned. Malicious judgment is what creates wars. I try to counterbalance that by being exuberantly decadent, exuberantly perverse.”

For Rick Owens, rebellion is an act of care, a refusal to participate in shame. 

“I love beauty,” he continues. “Even traditional beauty. I just like to make it flexible, maybe even grotesque. I’m not trying to destroy beauty. I’m trying to expand it.”

“People might think it’s odd when I have these models topless here at this occasion but it’s not about sex, I want that feeling of a riot.”

That brought us to the question that has been at the center of this conversation: what does love mean in Temple of Love?

“Love is energy,” he says. “When you push a word like love into the world, it’s good energy. People assume my world is dystopian, but it’s not, it’s realistic. The title also comes from that Sisters of Mercy song I loved when I was young. Fashion, to me, is communication. It’s how we connect.

“I love beauty,” he continues. “Even traditional beauty. I just like to make it flexible, maybe even grotesque. I’m not trying to destroy beauty. I’m trying to expand it.”

That idea of connection as sacred, radiates through the book. Beneath the stillness of Owens’ work lies tenderness: the quiet joy of self-expression, the courage to be unashamed.

“I love book signings,” he smiles. “It’s like having a huge birthday party every few months.”

In the end, Temple of Love is Rick Owens’ journey of form, beauty as resistance, vulnerability as strength.

“Love is energy,” he says. “When you push a word like love into the world, it’s good energy. People assume my world is dystopian, but it’s not, it’s realistic.”

As Rick steps out to begin the signing, the energy in the room shifts. His community is already lined up, a long queue of devotees clutching the same white book, Temple of Love with Michèle Lamy gazing the cover. Michèle herself moves through the crowd with her usual magnetic grace. Some fans manage to steal a quick selfie with her, others share a few whispered words as she signs their copies too. 

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TO WATCH – HALLOWEEN EDITION: “CAT PEOPLE” BY JACQUES TOURNEUR https://www.numeroberlin.de/2025/10/to-watch-cat-people-by-jacques-tourneur/ Wed, 29 Oct 2025 16:29:47 +0000 https://www.numeroberlin.de/?p=65439 „I’ve lived in dread of this moment. I’ve never wanted to love you.“

Cats have long been linked to darkness. Black cats in particular carry the stigma of bad luck and disobedience. Their image has repeatedly been associated with femininity, not as a compliment, but as a warning. Traits like danger, deceit, and seduction have been projected onto them, turning the cat into a coded symbol of female independence, and the fear it provokes.

In Cat People (1942), Jacques Tourneur tells the story of Irena Dubrovna, a Serbian artist living in New York. She believes she is bound by an ancient curse, doomed to turn into a panther whenever passion awakens within her. To protect the man she loves, she must suppress what feels most alive within her. Every kiss could awaken the beast and destroy everything she longs to hold onto. Bound by superstition, she lives outside Christian virtue, destined to sin.

The film is less about the childhood trauma caused by fairy tales and more a dark fairy tale in itself. Through quiet gestures and subtle symbols, Tourneur creates an atmosphere of unease in which disbelief surrounds Irena, yet every panther-shaped shadow seems to confirm her reality.

At its core, Cat People is an intimate story about the dread of one’s own desires. It explores the weight of female repression in a patriarchal world, how society demands control over passion, and the collision between modernity and lingering superstition. Irena’s fear embodies the horror of intimacy, the cost of restraint, and the struggle to exist in a world that will neither fully understand nor accept her.

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TO WATCH: “THE MASTERMIND” BY KELLY REICHARDT https://www.numeroberlin.de/2025/10/to-watch-the-mastermind-by-kelly-richardt/ Wed, 22 Oct 2025 13:49:29 +0000 https://www.numeroberlin.de/?p=65285

Massachusetts, 1970s. The job market is precarious, especially for people like him: vain, restless, and bored by the small-minded routine of suburban life. His father is a judge and never lets him forget it. Mocked at the dinner table and constantly compared to those who have “made something of themselves,” he is already plotting his coup in secret. The one that will change his life. With the help of a few accomplices, he plans to rob the local museum of four paintings. A sleeping guard, few visitors; the odds seem promising. The possible consequences, however, were never considered.

Director Kelly Reichardt is known for her focus on society’s outsiders. She doesn’t romanticize the marginal figures she portrays but shows them in all their flaws and contradictions. In her new film The Mastermind, J.B. Mooney, an outsider who initially wins the audience’s sympathy, becomes a criminal who doesn’t shy away from violence. What begins as a humorous rebellion against the dull bourgeois life of the 1970s soon turns into a story of fear, overreach, and downfall. In the end, he finds himself in prison, but not for the crime he actually committed.

A film that gradually sheds its humor and evolves into a reflection on personal responsibility.

The art heist carried out by J.B. Mooney and his partners is set against the backdrop of the civil rights movement and the Vietnam War protests – events that seem to leave the protagonist unmoved, until he realizes he can benefit from them.

The Mastermind is a film about the romanticized fantasy of the gangster dream and a critique of the protagonist’s uncompromising individualism, without condescension.

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Ligia Lewis: I’M NOT HERE FORRRRR… https://www.numeroberlin.de/2025/10/ligia-lewis-gropius-bau-berlin/ Thu, 16 Oct 2025 15:23:27 +0000 https://www.numeroberlin.de/?p=65074

The exhibition also highlights the ways Lewis uses space and architecture as part of her work. Light, shadow, and sound are not just backdrops but active elements that shape the performance and the viewer’s experience. Visitors move through the rooms noticing how bodies interact with the environment, how gestures leave traces, and how moments of stillness can feel full of meaning. In this way, the exhibition becomes more than a presentation of works. It is a place to feel, to reflect, and to sense the layers of history and emotion that unfold in real time.

In the atrium, her new piece Wayward Chant unfolds. Figures appear and vanish. Shadows stretch across the walls while sounds hum and voices echo through the space. Movements repeat, shift, and sometimes almost disappear, leaving traces that linger in the mind. Visitors encounter fleeting gestures, subtle interactions, and unexpected moments of stillness. On 28 and 29 November the piece will be presented as a full evening performance, offering an intensified experience where light, sound, and movement converge.

Other works in the exhibition trace memory, resistance, and survival in different forms. Some are quiet and reflective, inviting close attention. Others are intense, almost confronting, combining film, installation, and live performance to show how history flows into the present. Dancers repeat, pause, and return, making the exhibition a living rehearsal as much as a display. Scattered throughout the rooms, books selected by Lewis and her collaborators offer another layer of engagement, giving visitors time to think, explore, and connect with the ideas behind the work.

Throughout the exhibition the body becomes a space for reflection and dialogue. Visitors notice how movement, gesture, and voice carry traces of personal and collective histories. Sometimes these moments are quiet, subtle, and almost easy to miss. Other times they are intense, demanding attention and holding the weight of experience. The spaces between performers and audience, between sound and image, create openings for thought and feeling, where the eye and the ear can linger. A glance, a pause, a whispered phrase, or the echo of a gesture can build into a profound sense of connection. Visitors move through the rooms at their own pace, encountering moments that feel familiar and others that surprise or unsettle. The exhibition does not offer simple answers or easy resolutions. Instead it invites viewers to slow down, to notice the small and fleeting, and to remain attentive to histories, emotions, and experiences that might otherwise pass unseen. In this way the exhibition becomes a living conversation, unfolding between art, space, and the people who inhabit it, a space where reflection and engagement can continue long after one leaves.

 

Curated by Nora Swantje Almes with Alexandra Philippovskaya, I’M NOT HERE FORRRRR… is not just about seeing. It is about listening. Feeling. Bearing witness.

 

Ligia Lewis: I’M NOT HERE FORRRRR…
16.10.202518.1.2026
Location: Gropius Bau, Berlin
Address: Niederkirchnerstraße 7, 10963 Berlin
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