“The Good American” gets rave reviews
Dean Reed, the talent-less and anything-but-well-known-unless-you-once-lived-in-Karl-Marx-Stadt American communist (you can say marxist to me) actor, singer, songwriter, Berlin-Wall-defender, and Soviet-Invasion-of-Afghanistan-supporter who voluntarily settled in East Germany in 1973, is making quite a big noise at this year’s Berlinale Panorama sideshow. And he’s not even going to be performing live because he’s dead or something.
Back then before the said Berlin Wall disappeared with a small pop, many an unfortunate East German actually believed that the even more unfortunate Dean Reed was a so-called Weltstar (world-renowned star). A tragic mistake for the tragic confusenik as well, it seems, as Reed actually believed that the GDR was the homeland of world revolution. How tragic. Hey, as another guy from that era said: Shit happens.
And that is why films like this get made over here. Or at least I think that’s the reason why. Tragedy sells when sex isn’t (ask Sharon Stone). Anyway, Reed killed himself or was murdered or just died-the-trivial-death-like-the-rest-of-us-all-will-and-who-cares-anyway back in 1986 and now the official 20 year mourning period is over and new, previously unleashed material has been discovered (not) and I have a feeling that I’ll be staying home to watch Lost instead.
Spiel noch mal „Love Me Tender“, Dean!
Back then before the said Berlin Wall disappeared with a small pop, many an unfortunate East German actually believed that the even more unfortunate Dean Reed was a so-called Weltstar (world-renowned star). A tragic mistake for the tragic confusenik as well, it seems, as Reed actually believed that the GDR was the homeland of world revolution. How tragic. Hey, as another guy from that era said: Shit happens.
And that is why films like this get made over here. Or at least I think that’s the reason why. Tragedy sells when sex isn’t (ask Sharon Stone). Anyway, Reed killed himself or was murdered or just died-the-trivial-death-like-the-rest-of-us-all-will-and-who-cares-anyway back in 1986 and now the official 20 year mourning period is over and new, previously unleashed material has been discovered (not) and I have a feeling that I’ll be staying home to watch Lost instead.
Spiel noch mal „Love Me Tender“, Dean!
Kommentare auf Deutsch? Selbstverständlich.
I remember this guy. When I came for a vist, my cousins in the DDR were surprised that I had never heard of him. I finally saw him on DDR-1 and I know why I never heard of him. He sucked.
He had some song, that went something like "Say da, da, da. Say ja, ja, ja. Say oui, oui, oui. Say si, si, si." and so on. It was supposedly a hit in the DDR but, like everything else, who knew if it was true.
As far as I could tell, he looked like he enjoyed the role of propaganda tool. I couldn't tell if he was in the DDR because he was a true believer or if he just couldn't hack a career in the West. Either way, he still sucked. (Comment this)
As for inane song lyrics, I could name you a dozen hit songs right off the top of my fuzzy little head. "Ich lieb' dich nicht du liebst mich nicht, da da da da...."
Whoop, dere it is. Whoop, dere it is. Whoop dere it is.
Retch.
But as they say in French, les goûts et les couleurs ne se disputent pas. You don't argue over tastes and colours. (Comment this)