Austrian drama/thriller. Original title: Ewig Dein
Judith, in her early forties and single, meets Hannes at the supermarket. Shortly afterwards, he turns up in her elegant Viennese lamp store which Judith runs with the help of her apprentice Bianca. Hannes is an architect, single and everybody’s darling. At first, Judith finds enjoyment in the love he shows for her. However, she soon feels smothered and trapped by his intense affection. All her attempts to get him out of her life fail. He even haunts her dreams, and the lines between imagination and reality begin to blur. An exciting, ambivalent duel in which the question is: Who is actually the crazy one?
I can answer that question.
The viewer.
I’ll take your word on this, but I was leaning toward Bianca, because what kind of a career path is “apprentice Austrian lamp saleslady”?
Talk about livin’ the dream! “You finished your apprenticeship. Welcome to the fast-paced world of Austrian lamp sales!”
And someday …
Someday …
“The orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter—tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And one fine morning …”
You make it to the big time.
SWISS lamp sales!
Actually, a good lamp store is hard to find, and much appreciated when you do.
Ah but you risk ending up hollow and professionally unfulfilled.
I mean potentially there you sit at, say 42. Your lamps adorn worthy spaces from Moscow to Lisbon. The best designers speak in reverent whispers of your reputation – your discerning eye, your extensive stock.
You’ve crushed the Danes and upstart Bavarians under your heel. Yet, as you relax with a morsel of the finest Swiss cheese (illuminated to an optimum 325 watts) you wonder: weren’t things simpler, weren’t you *happier* when the heaviest call you had to make in any given day was whether to interrupt the boss from getting bent over the re-wiring table by her latest Euro-trash stunt-cock to discuss volume discounts with the Stieffel representative?