May 25, 1991

Wir sitzen in einem Gasthof in Pöcking, das kleine Dorf in dem Leni Riefenstahl wohnt, wartende auf dem gesprochene Stunde.

This town is bleak. Maybe it’s the weather (unseasonably cold and gray) and maybe it’s that we’re about to visit the director of Triumph of the Will, but it feels like the Nazi seizure of power happened yesterday.

Riefenstahl nixed the camera at the last minute, so we’re going in with only a pocket tape recorder. Too bad. I’d have loved to shoot it in 16mm.

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