Atmen | Breathing
Karl Markovics, 2011
Despite some over-familiar ‘redemptive arc’ plot beats, the resolutely downbeat realism of this young offender’s release into the world gratifyingly eschews tweeness, while the opposing potential for textbook arthouse worthiness is leavened by a surprising amount of humour for such a dour, urban ennui-dripping setting. Thomas Schubert is also extremely impressive in what could be a very tricky dialogue-lite role.
Probably best enjoyed though when you’re not ten minutes late, don’t have to perch on a gym bench cos there aren’t enough chairs, and when there’s more than two pieces of translucent white material partially gaffer-taped over two of the many south-facing windows. Eh, Arcola Theatre?