Hat Heidegger or Celan had on his work was also not really clear to me. As an art movie: it was mainly Kiefer who strolled through his own studio and exhibitions. All in all, it seemed a bit too much like a made-to-order promotional film to me. The photography and editing were of course beautiful, but in terms of content the entire film was rather mediocre, while you could expect a bit more experimentation. The last part about Venice gave the impression that Wenders was thinking: I only have 75 minutes of material left and I need 90. Perhaps my expectations were too high for this collaboration between a director and an artist whom I both greatly appreciate.
