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The day, it was still Wednesday, 4 years ago, I spend with watching movies (PIFF...) and checking around to get some good pictures for my job (actually a friend of mine wanted to write a report/story about PIFF 2001 and he requested me to make photos for the story).

And the entire day I was really anxious to meet my new acquaintance (remember the paper with the name, phone...), I met the night before. This night a "complete strange and famous party", friends of mine promised me, will take place. And at least I remembered that we, the new acquaintance and me we wanted to meet there. Yeah, of course we met each other there, but, unfortunately, I got the idea to get in conversation with the "famous" (harr, harr...) director Kim Ki-duk, just for to arrange a interview with him about the movie "Address Unknown". My new acquaintance made the translation. Kim said finally nearly nothing. In fact he was not interested in a interview - I had to learn some days later, but I saw it at the time very well - but more in the translator... At the end she was complete fed up and just wanted to go home. Even I understand nearly nothing, because of language problems, but I understand well what was going on. So even for me the night was not funny anymore and only my friends were able to stop me, because I just was on the way to "kill" f... Kim (my friends told me: "don’t do that, because he is the only good director in this country"). So the SUPER FAMOUS PARTY, everyone expected, finished complete stupid...

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Translation: The participation of the youth left: the ballot paper right: the ballot box below: the election result (독일어) 하하..

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Right now, four years ago (2001.11.12) - it was a Wednesday, around 8 in the morning - I was getting up (I just wanted to hurry up to get my first coffee and the tickets for the next film shows) in our backyard Yeogwan in downtown Busan. I was holding my head and thinking, "What the hell was going on last night?". And then it was coming like a bomb. The night before, during the 6th Busan Intl Film Festival, together with my friends we joined the so-called Korean Night. Ha, just a complete crazy event, but finally with extensive consequences... Actually in this morning I wasn't sure if the night before was just a strange dream or the reality. So I was checking my stuff in my jacket and I found what for I was searching... a paper with a name, in English, Korean and Chinese, the connected e-mail address, a home page address and a phone number. Wow, it wasn't just a dream.

 

This past night started just like the nights before: together with some friends from Holland, Finland and Germany we went to drink some soju after the film shows. Later one said that there is the so-called Korean Night... "c’mon let’s go there!". We worried what this will bring, because it was organized by the Korean Film Capitalists...

But, what a surprise, when we arrived there a Korean metal band was playing really strange stuff. Later we got in some talks with Koreans and the only thing what we had to do, except to drink more soju, to "defend" them, especially the women, from an annoying American, we knew him from before.

After a while the beer and the soju was complete finished and the only stuff what was left over: hundreds (I'm really not sure about the number...) of bottles of beakseju. Perhaps you can imagine how this night was continuing?! But finally, especially for me, it was funny and also very interesting... In fact in this night the fate - I know that such a thing isn't existing - was hitting me (the paper with the name and phone number...).

How? Actually this will be the next story.