Lullaby to My Father (2012)


Munio Weinraub (Ran Danker) is the Israeli architect of the Bauhaus who must escape from Nazi Germany to land in Israel and begin to apply the principles of “happy living”.

Munio Weinraub (Ran Danker)

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The Labirinth oh History

Dessau – Sassonia 51,5003° N, 12,1446° E

“It was under English trees that I meditated on that lost labyrinth: I pictured it perfect and inviolate on the secret summit of a mountain; I pictured its outlines blurred by rice paddies, or underwater; I pictured it as infinite—a labyrinth not of octagonal pavillions and paths that turn back upon themselves, but of rivers and provinces and kingdoms… I imagined a labyrinth of labyrinths, a maze of mazes, a twisting, turning, ever-widening labyrinth that contained both past and future and somehow implied the stars. Absorbed in those illusory imaginings, I forgot that I was a pursued man; I felt myself, for an indefinite while, the abstract perceiver of the world. The vague, living countryside, the moon, the remains of the day did their work in me; so did the gently downward road, which forestalled all possibility of weariness. The evening was near, yet infinite.” (Jorge Louis Borges, The Garden of Forking Paths, in Fictions)

“At night, my delirium nurtured itself on this metaphor: I sensed that the world was a labyrinth, from which it was impossible to flee, for all paths, whether they seemed to lead north or south, actually led to Rome, which was also the quadrilateral jail where my brother was dying and the villa of Triste-le-Roy. During those nights I swore by the god who sees from two faces, and by all the gods of fever and of mirrors, to weave a labyrinth around the man who had imprisoned my brother. I have women it, and it holds: the materials are a dead writer on heresies, a compass, an eighteen-century sect, a Greek word, a dagger, the rhombs of a paint shop.” (Jorge Louis Borges, Death and the Compass, in Collected Fictions).

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