#herr lehmann

[unbezahlbarwaltz]

Hallo Arzt.

[reasonably-annoyed-fog]

it’s kind of a shame that Herr Lehmann isn’t a wordwide famous book, because it’s such a fucking mood:

Frank Lehmann is getting thirty

lies to his parents about a career he doesn’t have

get’s into heated arguments about food and grammar

“where the hell did this dog come from?”

there’s an entire bit about straight people hanging out in gay bars being a Problem™ but then the bar manager had to be fatphobic and sexist and The Discourse gets violent

“what are you, a cop?” is a subplot

“seriously, someone take this dog away!”

“This isn’t my dog!”

at all times, Frank Lehmann just wants to go home, go to bed, and read some books, and honestly dude, same

“that dog has an alcohol problem?”

dude spends his birthday getting his best friend with depression to the hospital

he then gets drunk with Sylvio, who is gay

Frank Lehman is the token straight friend with several gay men, that’s just how it is when your entire peer group consists of Bartenders United

Frank Lehmann lives in West Berlin, it’s the 9th of November 1989

did you know that was the day the Berlin Wall fell? Neither did he, neither did fucking he

he finds about about it because someone comes into the bar, says “guys the wall is open” and he’s like “...huh?” which is the only valid way for a character to deal with being in the midst of a historical event

“I guess I have a dog now”

[verblassteliebeslinien]

Ich gehe erst einmal los […]. Der Rest wird sich schon irgendwie ergeben.

Sven Regener - Herr Lehmann

[stonefruitgirl]

Diversity win! The only woman in this book is a complex character in comparison to the one-dimensional men!

[stonefruitgirl]

currently talking about an actor choice for Katrin in "Herr Lehmann" in class... now tell me why all the actor choice are skinny as fuck...

[yacheika213]

Herr Lehmann (2003, Leander Haußmann)

Sie haben gesagt, er ist Künstler? Aber er arbeitet seit zehn Jahren oder so in einer Kneipe? Das kommt vor. Ja, aber nicht jeder kommt damit klar. Und die Ausstellung, vielleicht die Stunde der Wahrheit, da bekam er Angst. Angst wovor? Dass das alles zusammenbricht. Dass er versagt. Dann bricht alles zusammen. Es ist ein leichtes Leben hier in der Gegend, wenn man jung ist. Bisschen Arbeit. Billige Wohnung. Viel Spaß. Aber viele brauchen noch irgendetwas, um alles zu legitimieren.

You said he was an artist? But he's worked in a bar for 10 years? It happens. But not everybody can deal with it. And then the exhibition. The moment of truth. He probably got scared. Scared of what? That it would all fall apart. That he'd fail... and then it would all fall apart. Life is easy in this neighborhood when you're young. You work a little, live cheap, have fun. But many people need something more, to make it all legitimate.

[phototagebuch]

24.3.2019: Gruß an Herrn Lehmann

[lilacrevolution]

Sie nahm einen langen Schluck aus ihrer Flasche und sagte: "Okay. Und wie ist das jetzt, wenn man verrückt ist? Kann man sich da hinterher dran erinnern? Hast du irres Zeug gefaselt und so?" "Ja, sonst hätte es ja keiner gemerkt. Irres Zeug gefaselt und Quatsch gemacht und geweint und nicht mehr klargekommen und so." "Und ist das okay?" "Nein. Das ist nicht okay. Das ist schlimm."

Sven Regener, Magical Mystery