Friedl vom Gröller Movies

May 2012 is composed of three visual elements. In the momentary opening shot the camera spies on riverside joggers from the Donaumarina U-Bahn...

Im Wiener Prater is not about the amusement park that one normally associates with this name. The spectacle in the film takes place in a much more...

Although this film does not follow the genre of the city portrait in any way whatsoever, it nonetheless presents a documentation of the...

Winter in Paris begins with a still-life of a window sill and beautifully detours to a gruesome-erotic allegory of death.

A silent, black and white film portrait of two children set against the eponymous Swiss river, Ticino takes its cue from Franz West's famous...

Friedl vom Gröller's Poetry for Sale is a portrait of a young man peddling verse on the Paris metro. Reinforcing the antiquated nature of his...

The film virtually opens with a false lead, showing a poster for for Shiseido cosmetics – the kind of sign we are accustomed to seeing in...

Oppressive and childlike, erotic symbols and surreal moments.

The title appears in thick boldface print. A short sequence of documentary snapshots, filmed off found paintings. These images pick up on figures...

Men, their faces in close-up, gazing face first into the camera one after the other is the opening motif of this barely three-minute film, which only...

A pan on a dilapidated square, doubled with an another pan showing a series of portraits of local men staring into the camera lens.

The filming of my discomfort at being a woman between the ages of 60-70 in our society has the function of a valve. It is based on the...

A publication offering a selective retrospective of the work of photographer and filmmaker Friedl Kubelka – known as a filmmaker under the name...

A group of people in a room eating pizza, drinking, conversing, perhaps having a party.

A tiny picaresque set in Paris chronicling Kubelka’s coy encounter with an unnamed man.

Four young women present themselves seductively, self confidently and with some signs of shame. The camera´s low angle creates – in spite...