Different from the Others

Director: Richard Oswald
Cast: Conrad Veidt, Leo Connard, Ilse von Tasso-Lind
1919, 50’, Black & White, DVD Restoration: Munich Film Museum
Music: Recorded piano score by Joachim Bärenz

From a 1919 leaflet promoting the film: “This film does not seek to exploit idle curiosity, nor to speculate on sensationalism. Rather, it presents in dramatic form a psychological portrait that is unique in its empathetic intensity. The film advocates on behalf of those unfortunate individuals who have run afoul of the law, not out of wantonness, but because of an inborn condition that has determined their orientation. These individuals deserve not our contempt, but our compassion.”

The film will be introduced by Stefan Drössler.

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(Sur)real Colors

(Sur)real Colors

Fantasia of Color in Early Cinema

Fantasia of Color in Early Cinema

Nathan the Wise

Nathan the Wise

Different from the Others

Different from the Others

Views of Ottoman Empire Selection

Views of Ottoman Empire Selection

Charlie Chaplin Shorts

Charlie Chaplin Shorts

One Week

One Week

Hundred Year Old Films for Pera Museum's 10th Year Fantasia of Color

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Mosques in the 18th and 19th Century Paintings

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Horror Vacui <br> Alejandro Almanza Pereda

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Alejandro Almanza Pereda

Pera Museum, in collaboration with Istanbul Foundation for Culture and Arts (İKSV), is one of the main venues for this year’s 15th Istanbul Biennial from 16 September to 12 November 2017.

Midnight Horror Stories: The Last Ferry <br> Galip Dursun

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Galip Dursun

I remembered a game as I was waiting in the passenger lounge for the ferry to arrive just a few minutes ago. A game we used to play at home when I was young, in my country that is very far away from here, a relic from the distant past; I don’t even remember how we used to play it. The kind of game that makes me feel a thousand times lonelier than I already am among the crowd waiting to get on the ferry.