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10 years of summer school By Anne Lise Rasmussen Photo: Jens Rykær SUMMER 2003 My first summer course back in 1994 lasted two weeks in which you joined different groups. In mine we had to write a script and make a story board for a small film in which we later acted. It was great fun. Bjørn Erichsen who was the principal then told the story about the school’s coming into existence and thanks to Søren Gericke who was the chef at that time, never ever have I had such exciting and tasty food. Every morning we had to press our own orange juice – that was the style. Simple, fresh and healthy. I first found out about the European Film College on MTV and immediately I related to the idea of actually signing up for a summer course. I have always been a kind of a film nerd and as a child I dreamt of becoming a star but the talent was not there I guess. Every year I look forward to the new programme for the summer. It is simply so nice to be in Ebeltoft and spend a week with people who share my keen interest in film. Some of them really know a lot and we all find it even more exciting when you actually get to meet the director. “All ten summers have been great” I have attended many different courses. Danish film, films in Europe, Asian films, television as a medium and the “Evenings in Paradise”. I have met many interesting lecturers and directors and also enjoy ‘travelling the world’ by film. Maybe the most exciting event for me was the course on television with Bjørn Erichsen and “Asia in my heart” with Ole Michelsen, but then again, all ten summers have been nice. The last 4-5 years I have chosen Ulrich Breuning’s courses during which I have met five wonderful friends. We now meet every summer and also we see each other once a month in each others’ homes for a nice lunch and chat film. Funnily enough we do not go to the cinema together. When I want to see a film it is a hereand-now decision. Usually in the Grand Theatre, Copenhagen. I’ll be 62 years this summer and I still work full time as a tailor in an activity centre. What happens when I retire I do not know, but I guess Ebeltoft will always be in my heart.
SUMMER 2003 Harriet Knitter and the Chamber of Secrets By Irene P. Paaske They noticed it every now and then when they went upstairs to the college office or the library. A sign. It was grey, slightly chipped on the bottom left hand corner and maybe it didn’t hang quite straight. International Department, it said. Further down along the short corridor to the left, just opposite the copy room, was a door. You could see that it had not been there always, there was a doorstep where the other doors on the same floor didn’t have one, as if it was covering a missing piece of carpet, and the doorframe was still lacking some finish. Every now and then they mentioned it, the students. “Have you noticed the door next to the copy room?” “Is it an office or something?” “I think that the fax machine is in there.” “Oh, I didn’t even know that there was another office there.” “Well, frankly, I don’t even know where the copy room is.” Usually, during the office hours, a middle aged woman was sitting in there. She had reached the age where you are no longer young but would not be classified as old either, a kind of no-man’s land, where people almost disappear, emerging later shining with the experience and wisdom accumulated though a long life that only older people posses. Maybe that is why they had never really noticed her. A couple of times a week a student popped in to send a fax and left again. Otherwise she sat there alone, staring at her computer screen or reading some papers. Harriet Knitter was one of the students who didn’t have a clue about what she would be when she grew up. That was the reason she and her parents had thought this college was such a great idea. She had been enjoying herself, she had attended all the classes, all the parties, hadn’t dated all the boys, although a fair 0 selection of them. Now it was almost the end of term, she had had fun, laerned a lot but she still didn’t know what to do when she grew up. One day Harriet was expecting a fax from her mother. She had already had some trouble with the college’s office because her course payment had not arrived in spite of her mother having told her the bank transfer had been made long ago. Harriet’s mother was a blond, nice, but somewhat absent-minded woman so you could not always count on her taking care of all the practical things in life. Now she would fax the proof, a copy of the bank transfer, so they could sort things out before Harriet would have to call her dad who was now living with a new wife, 30 years younger than himself and actually five years younger that Harriet. His father would not like that at all, he would get all red in his face and use the missing payment as another example in a long row of explanations for him leaving his first family and settling down with this young little thing who, however, luckily loved him for his intelligence, sense of humour and all his not so few extra pounds and thinning red hair and wasn’t at all interested in the contents of his numerous swelling bank accounts. What a lovely creature. So much different from his first wife, that headless chicken, he would say. It was a pity that his daughter and ex-wife were not able to see it and continued to make his life so difficult by hinting that Yasmine Hélène’s intentions were more suitable to be written about by Patricia Highsmith than Barbara Cartland, the latter being actually his beloved wife’s favourite writer. And in additon to that they forced him to interrupt his comfortable life every now and then because he had to straighten things out due to these “hens” incapacity to take care of the simpliest things.
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Page 7 and 8: Life after the EFC By Jens Rykær I
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Page 25 and 26: Diary 2003-04 By Jens Rykær SUMMER
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Page 33 and 34: Jubilee Celebrations By Mark Le Fan
Page 35 and 36: During the weekend, guests from abr
Page 37 and 38: Ebeltoft Lecture By Mark Le Fanu EV
Page 39 and 40: EVENTS spent a wonderful summer wor
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Page 47 and 48: FROM THE TEACHERS Visiting the Film
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Page 51 and 52: Why Seek Globally... By Esben Høil
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Page 57 and 58: FROM THE STUDENTS At a slight angle
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Page 63 and 64: The Greeks at the EFC By Persefone
Page 65 and 66: A step on the journey By Nahed Awwa
Page 67 and 68: Framing the Subjective By Laurent Z
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FROM THE STUDENTS Feraud walks from
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The Berlinale Experience By Kjetil
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My left foot AWAY FROM THE EFC Rott
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AWAY FROM THE EFC
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Are you bored? LET’S GO TO THE MO
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Photo: Jens Rykær LET’S GO TO TH
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This also meant that all teachers a
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Staff News By Jens Rykær WHO’s W
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Principal and teachers: Jens Rykær
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to the “script”: preliminary re
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Guess who’s coming to dinner The
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Richard Martin: Teachers’ assista
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education as a kitchen assistant in
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