Some films are so of their time that they almost make no sense otherwise. Whether intentionally topical or coincidentally specific, they are locked to a particular era that viewing after the fact is instant nostalgia. When I first started watching The Architects I somehow missed the release date. The cinematography is sophisticated, the wardrobe fairly modern, and the subtitled dialog largely personal. But something seemed odd. There were references to The Party and other dated structures. I checked the box (something I try to avoid, thanks to studios' love of adding spoilers to packaging materials) and discovered something fascinating and key to understanding the film. The Architects, which is very much about the clash of ideas and philosophies of the post-war East German Communist structure and the upstart, progressive movement of creative young professionals looking beyond the Berlin wall for inspiration, was filmed right on the cusp of the liberation of East Germany. What started as a sly statement on the stale nature of Communist thinking transformed into a bold vision of the future.
The story involves a young architect named Daniel (deep-eyed Kurt Naumann) whose life stagnates, both creatively and personally, while he sits in the hinterlands designing unexciting projects. Once a protege of the academy, he has yet to see a serious building of his actually go into construction. When the Party decides to add a mixed-use space to a bland housing project, they give Daniel a shot. He accepts under the condition that he be allowed to hire whomever he wants, regardless of Party insider status. He assembles what must be his band of cohorts from his school days (the film is a little vague on this point) and gets to work. The team consists of idealistic architects who want to smash the norm and design a space that will be a living work of art, that will link the various activities of the occupants in a progressive way, including adding environmentally correct details and politically charged sculpture.
While this A-Team of theoretical architects plans to sneak their ideas past the approval board of the Party, Daniel's personal life falls apart. As long as he was miserable his wife Wanda (Rita Feldmeier) had a partner in her own misery. Once Daniel finds inspiration in his work, however, she becomes more lonely than ever. They drift apart as Daniel becomes closer to his co-workers.
The 97 minute film doesn't develop much more plot than this. There are struggles with the approval process (Daniel's efforts to win over one particularly influential bean counter are pretty interesting) as well as in Daniel's private life, but the film doesn't really reach much of a boil. Other than the flawed but sympathetic Daniel and the bitter Wanda, we don't really get a chance to know many of the characters. And the highbrow ideas about architecture espoused by many of the characters may get lost on viewers who don't know a flying buttress from a hole in the ground. The most interesting thing about the movie (which is never boring) is the unique glimpse it offers into a society in the process of crumbling and becoming reborn as something entirely new. The film doesn't put any sort of finality on the reunification process: From its vantage point mid-change it can't. Rather, it catches one of the worlds great nations going through serious growing pains.
There are also photo galleries, filmographies, and a gallery of set design sketches (which seems particularly appropriate for this spare production.)