After the Wall

Shortly after the Berlin Wall fell in the 90s, I dyed my hair red and went to punk concerts, while some classmates appeared in school skinhead style in bomber jackets and combat boots. Not long before, we’d sworn eternal loyalty to one another. The GDR’s collapse left emptiness and disorientation. Our parents struggled with capitalism, factories closed, jobs vanished. 25 years on, I reconnect with my classmates to explore what shaped us, what drove us apart, and what still connects us today. This is an intimate exploration of friendship, ideology, and the fractures within society, asking: Can we bridge the gaps before they become irreparable?