Fanciful, disturbing, and wildly original, it announces the arrival of a fresh, bold voice in American cinema.

It's a good bad... and worth a popcorn matinée. While it's easy to lament what could have been...

It's the kind of movie you'll want to see a second time with someone who hasn't seen it yet, to remember what it was like to watch it for the first time.

It's simply great fun, a winsome film and an occasionally over-the-top luxury fantasy that never flags.

"Verbotene Liebe" or "Forbidden Love" is an East German film from 1989 and if you know a bit about European history, you will realize that this 27-year-old film came out right before the Fall of the Berlin Wall. But director and co-writer Helmut Dziuba's probably most known work has basically zero political background or context. It is about a story that could have played everywhere else. This is the tale of Barbara (underage) and Georg (not underage anymore), the love story between the two which causes lots of problems because of the (not too big) age gap. This includes legal problem and problems in the community.However, I must say that this film was not a successful achievement and I am not talking about the lack of personal context. This is not a problem at all if it had delivered convincingly in the areas it touched. People may like the authentic and realistic feel of it, but this is not in here for the entire time. It is in frequently enough to not call the film a failure, but then there are scenes when a girl gets almost raped by a gang of bikers before they run away because a fire breaks out suddenly. This is a very desperate attempt of including thrills that did come absolutely out of nowhere and did not make any sense in terms of storytelling. And then the fire shows the filmmaker's fear of going through with this garbage story-line. Oh well.. there's more scenes that are examples for this, but this is certainly the worst moment of the film. The other scenes are not as much in-your face. As a whole, this movie may have worked better, or I could say just "may have worked" at 50 minutes max without many of the boring insignificant films, not at almost 90 minutes though. But I am not sure if Dziuba had managed to cut the right scenes. I give it a thumbs-down. Not recommended. The two lead actors Brendler (very prolific career to this date) and Dahm (never in a film before or afterward) were okay though, maybe the finest aspect of the film.

When I was watching this, I couldn't help but notice how different this film dealt with the issue of underage nudity and sexuality with young actors in films. According to IMDb, miss Brendler was 14 years old at most, when this film was shot, she could even have been 13 years old, given the fact that the copyrighted date on films is often much later than the actual shooting date. Whatever her age, miss Brendler was very young at the time of shooting the film, and the nude scenes have a liberty rarely to be seen in today's mainstream films.Considering that she has been in 42 productions since, working quite steadily up to the time of writing this, 2006, we can't say that it has harmed her career in the slightest. Au contraire!Wow, how different is this from a present day Hollywood approach! The only American or Hollywood examples which are comparable to this one which come to mind right now, are both done by Europeans (Frenchmen at that! ;) ): Louis Malle with Pretty Baby (1978) and Luc Besson with Léon (1994). We have to note of course, that the latter didn't contain any underage nudity, but that miss Portmans appearance in a basketball shirt (wife-beater or white men's underwear shirt) sparked comments of "child pornography" or remarks along those lines. There is another similar film with serious underage nudity, Spielen wir Liebe (1977), but this one is Italian and so little known and is such a small production, it can't be called mainstream.In contrast, the denial and suppression of any underage sexuality by Hollywood is such that girls between age ten and say, 14 to 16, can not even wear one-layer as in just one t-shirt, they have to wear at least two layers, two shirts on top of each other, let alone bikinis, and not mentioning upper body nudity at all.Not that I think that this is a necessity, but Hollywood norms border on the Victorian at times. After all, we live in the 21st century. Truly, deeply, sadly, the 60s are over, we (or Hollywood at least) have gone full swing back to the 1950s or even further back.Now, 'Verbotene Liebe' deals with all this pretty matter of factly, but it does show that sex at a young age can have it's sometimes severe effects. Luckily, it takes its subject matter seriously and sensitively. The seriousness is not unexpected when one considers that the makers are {a} German and {b} communist-ish. Finally, in a day and age where at least the American actresses are by default a MINIMUM of 5 years older than the characters they play (for example, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Dawsons Creek: 4 to 7 years older, Greys Anatomy: even TEN years older) it is refreshing to see an actress, and a good one at that, to play someone her own age. It's true that physical development would have prevented miss Brendler to play a convincing 10 year old, but still, it's nice.Of course there is such a thing as underage sex, or sex at an age too young, but the divisions are unclear, which is not to say that unbridled teen sex should be allowed. Certainly not when the age differences greater than 2 or 3 years. But it is clear that teens are curious about sex, denial of this fact would be foolish.The Melancholic Alcoholic.

Sensitive, honest, balanced, beautifully photographed drama that - 10 years after date - is still more actual considering the more and more uptight reaction towards sexuality as such of, and as expression of love between young people. With sharpness the film shows the inhuman attitude and petit bourgeois hypocracy of the community and the destructive effect of only following rules.A film to be seen by those who think there is such a thing as "under age" and that the state should be our guide of morals.