Lois Hechenblaikner of complains, but we are in the face of his powerful “J’accuse” melancholic and demand acquittal, because the Virus leaves no other choice. For a quarter of a century of the Tyrolean photographer documented the excesses of the fun tourism in the Tyrolean ski resort of Ischgl and is almost as obsessive as the celebration itself. For Hechenblaikner Ischgl is a “Delirium Alpinum”, the eyesore of his native land a Sodom and Gomorrah in the snow, in the drinking and whoring, gegrölt and vomit is what keeps the stuff. His images are shocking testimonies of abandon, excess, unconsciousness, taste. Show ridiculously-clad groups of men in the full noise and stupid grinning guys who all wear identical T-Shirts with sexist slogans such as “pussies Ischgl Where”, “pussy friends Karlsruhe” or “breast enlargement by laying on hand only 1,– “. You can see mountains of empty beer barrels and piles geköpfter champagne bottles, posters, Table-Dance in leather, and commercials for the “Schihaserl erotic show”. Sex dolls of all sorts are inserted Unappetizing in the After, guys in Lederhosen simulate with dirndl makers the sexual intercourse in front of everybody, and in every corner there is a alcohol is body.
It is an indictment of a brutal directness is bereft of subtlety, and hard on the border of voyeurism, because Hechenblaikner can’t be badass enough. Ischgl is a place that no person of sober mind wants to be, and even after a bottle of wine everything seems disgusting and repulsive. His message to underline that in Ischgl, absolutely nothing is all well and good, sprinkled it again and again, photographs of ghostly mountains in the fog and snow-drift, between his party pictures, as the site of the desecrated nature was cursed with eternal Dimness of been punished. When he photographed, but the Smartphone is a waitress in the “Champagne Lodge” with a bill for three bottles of Montrachet on 8770 euros, running his charge in danger of leading to Small-mindedness: of Course it’s terrible a lot of money, but such prices are paid for the best wines in the world elsewhere, and in the Other we would have been in this round, very happy here, because no serious wine lovers this legendary Burgundy voluntary escape.
That Ischgl has also a magnificent ski resort with one of the best runway infrastructure in the Alps, there are a half-dozen gourmet local and civilized the champagne from the glass can drink, instead of having him on the ass to pour, not the avenging angel of the Tyrolean excess tourism. Much prefer this book provides virologic illustrative material in Abundance. Anyone who sees the pictures, you will immediately understand why a whole village to the super spreader and the Coronavirus found its way from the Après-Ski Bars in the Paznaun valley, to the half of Europe – Ischgl would have to us can save you a lot of Trouble, if they knew better how to behave. And still, you will not be angry, but nostalgic, if you look at the photographs, so nasty, so rude, your protagonists may be. Because fun will be denied for a long time, he is for the time being, history, illegal behavior in the high-risk area. We will see what we can do, and will miss it, even if we were to do it yourself never. We have to now be sensible, perhaps forever. This is the true horror.
“Ischgl” by Lois Hechenblaikner, with an afterword by Stefan Gmünder. Steidl Verlag, Göttingen 2020. 240 Pages, 205 Illustrations. Bound, 34 Euro.