Nicolaas Schmidt

Movies

FIRST TIME [The Time for All but Sunset – VIOLET]
Director
We listen to music and we are on our way. We look at things and the world differently than before, so that things don’t always repeat themselves, but get better instead: Two boys meet on a round trip with the Hamburg U3 line. Something evolves – not much but yet everything. The train runs through station after station. Lights changing on the outside and inside. Passengers and protagonists in the midst of noise & music. Glances, silence, a KitKat is broken, a Coke is being drunk. Outside: sunset & nightfall constantly interrupted by tunnels, platforms, posters & facades. The train passes the boarding station again. The timeline of love could be a circle. A common sensations music movie.
Inflorescence
Producer
Autumn again on planet Earth. Eternally united, a couple of pink rose petals endure the slings and arrows of a heavy thunderstorm. A romantic-conceptualist bedtime story of resistance and redundancy, or the awkward ambivalence of truth, dream, life and love.
Inflorescence
Art Direction
Autumn again on planet Earth. Eternally united, a couple of pink rose petals endure the slings and arrows of a heavy thunderstorm. A romantic-conceptualist bedtime story of resistance and redundancy, or the awkward ambivalence of truth, dream, life and love.
Inflorescence
Sound
Autumn again on planet Earth. Eternally united, a couple of pink rose petals endure the slings and arrows of a heavy thunderstorm. A romantic-conceptualist bedtime story of resistance and redundancy, or the awkward ambivalence of truth, dream, life and love.
Inflorescence
Editor
Autumn again on planet Earth. Eternally united, a couple of pink rose petals endure the slings and arrows of a heavy thunderstorm. A romantic-conceptualist bedtime story of resistance and redundancy, or the awkward ambivalence of truth, dream, life and love.
Inflorescence
Writer
Autumn again on planet Earth. Eternally united, a couple of pink rose petals endure the slings and arrows of a heavy thunderstorm. A romantic-conceptualist bedtime story of resistance and redundancy, or the awkward ambivalence of truth, dream, life and love.
Inflorescence
Director of Photography
Autumn again on planet Earth. Eternally united, a couple of pink rose petals endure the slings and arrows of a heavy thunderstorm. A romantic-conceptualist bedtime story of resistance and redundancy, or the awkward ambivalence of truth, dream, life and love.
Inflorescence
Director
Autumn again on planet Earth. Eternally united, a couple of pink rose petals endure the slings and arrows of a heavy thunderstorm. A romantic-conceptualist bedtime story of resistance and redundancy, or the awkward ambivalence of truth, dream, life and love.
FINAL STAGE [The Time for All but Sunset – BGYOR]
Camera Operator
Enjoy the Party, Enjoy your Night, Enjoy the Sun, Enjoy your Freedom, Enjoy the Love, Enjoy your Life, Enjoy the Colors, Enjoy your Style The world is on colors. Times are hard, modern and bitter. A teenage boy in 'Europes Largest Shopping Mall'. He sheds lonely tears over someone. He senses that something is wrong. Brutalism, Sadness, Consumerism - Enjoy a Contemporary Love Story 'The world is on colors, we only could save us with grey. It's strange how oppression will make people working to pay. No, I don't wanna fall in love. This world is only gonna break your heart. This wicked game to play, to make us live this way.'
FINAL STAGE [The Time for All but Sunset – BGYOR]
Director
Enjoy the Party, Enjoy your Night, Enjoy the Sun, Enjoy your Freedom, Enjoy the Love, Enjoy your Life, Enjoy the Colors, Enjoy your Style The world is on colors. Times are hard, modern and bitter. A teenage boy in 'Europes Largest Shopping Mall'. He sheds lonely tears over someone. He senses that something is wrong. Brutalism, Sadness, Consumerism - Enjoy a Contemporary Love Story 'The world is on colors, we only could save us with grey. It's strange how oppression will make people working to pay. No, I don't wanna fall in love. This world is only gonna break your heart. This wicked game to play, to make us live this way.'