Jörg Haaßengier

Annual awarding of the Grimme Awards.

The sirens blare out; a catastrophe is rehearsed. Hyperreal practice-runs, planning exercises and simulations give rise to the disturbing dystopia of emergency. The film of the hour: thrilling, complex and alarming.

Adulthood is already in full swing before her. Paula is now 13 and has to look after the farm. How is that supposed to work? Now that it's getting drier. A dreamy last summer with her cows.

Collectors, counters, surveyors, "self-optimisers" - they all believe in the explainability of the world. It always comes down to giving order to chaos - sometimes through something as simple as the recording of empty bottles that have been collected.

The movie takes us on a journey through the periphery, which, despite being right on our doorstep, is entirely unfamiliar territory for most of us. Think of the late afternoon drive to IKEA. A trip through a characterless landscape that appears to express nothing whatsoever. It is as if we had parked the car on the hard shoulder, climbed over the barrier and fought our way through the brambles to the white areas on our mental map. The alleged no-man's land between dual carriageways and wastelands is inhabited by people who have claimed this territory for themselves, in order to create their own dominion-archipelagos in an almost incomprehensible void on the borders of the city, liberated spaces full of passion and extraordinary plans.