I'm not quite sure what I expected, really.
I was psyched by the prospect of being in the city hosting this year's
festivities for German reunification, especially such a significant anniversary
as 25 Jahre Einheit. Considering the current
dialogue in Germany and Europe involving asylum seekers, overcoming differences,
tearing down walls and becoming one people is as relevant a message as ever.
Despite the weight of the historical background, I wasn't anticipating a
festival asking its visitors to reflect. The occasion called for celebration of
great grandeur. Euphoria all around! However, as I set out on the street, I was
completely underwhelmed.
Making your way along the river was impossible in the crowd, let alone the
prospect of getting a bratwurst - the minimum requirement at a German
festival. To the concerts at Opernplatz from Germany's current Top50
pop stars, Sarah Connor and Cro, I would have preferred the HR Symphony Orchestra. From Museumsuferfest to CSD, the festival booths were the typical ones making appearances at every Frankfurt festival. I was missing that
special-something, perhaps even something border lining the gimmicky
and comical. My question: Where were the reenactments of the wall coming down?
What about a competition to see who can bust down the Styrofoam wall in the
least amount of time? (OK, so there were 1,000 Ampelmaennchen)
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Like most people, bright flashing lights fascinate me. After seeing pictures
online of the practice rounds for the light show, I had high hopes for what was
to come that evening. Now, before I go on, I have to say that Frankfurt did
outdo itself. The technology needed for the show was impressive and the
high-tech video screen shaped like Frankfurt's skyline like no other. However,
the show itself seemed like an afterthought: "Well Jörg, now that we have
this giant video screen, what should we do with it". The first 20 minutes
of the show was a timeline of Germany's history since the resurrection and
tearing down of the Berlin wall. These moments were the most emotionally
wrenching of the show and allowed the crowd to collectively experience
the ups and downs of its history, producing a sense of togetherness, even brief
moments of rare German patriotism. However, all tender feelings were
shattered by an immediate appearance of interpretive dancers, bright flashing
lights, rave music and jet skiers on the main. I'm a fan of chaos, however even
this was too much for me to handle. The next 40 minutes was a conglomerate of
different music and entertainment styles with absolutely no, from what I could
tell, transition from one stage to the next stage or crescendo to the show. As
soon the spectator could even comprehend having an emotion the next phase of
the show would start, leaving incomplete feelings, dangling and struggling to
transition.
The show ended with a bang: once the smoke from the short firework show dissipated, the
audience left impressed, a little dazed, stunned and maybe confused about what
had just happened.