Yellow Tie, The (2025)

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The great city of Iai is gathered today

to honour one of our nation's bravest,

most devoted servants.

COME TO BERLIN IMMEDIATELY.

PROFESSOR HEINZ TIESSEN.

Professor, it's me!

Professor Tiessen, it's me. Celibidache

Celibidache!

Celibidache.

Come in. Quickly!

Managed to get some chicken today.

Your hands

Sergiu, your hands.

What?

Your hands are as free as a bird!

Conduct.

Sorry?

Conduct your score Sergiu. I play.

Yes

No! You cannot do that.

You cannot open your arms like that.

It makes you weak

in front of the orchestra.

You must always be in control

of the orchestra.

Always in control.

Otherwise they will eat you alive.

Better. Much better!

Yes!

You feel the music so clearly.

The music flows through you.

This is just sublime.

That's fine Professor,

but I want to be a composer.

My dear Sergiu,

you can compose all your life.

You're very good at it.

But I can see clearly:

conducting is your ticket

into the Conservatory.

You're so natural, so light and graceful.

Again!

This is it.

You will find, on the list

I have just pinned to the board,

the names of the successful candidates

for the Conservatory's

forthcoming student intake.

In addition, to Mister

Sergiu Celibidache,

admission is granted

with a special distinction

"for excellence in conducting".

We're in, Professor!

We're in!

Look!

You did it.

Congratulations.

Heil Hitler. Good morning. Be seated.

Gentlemen, for today's lesson,

we shall discuss

your own perception and appreciation

of my concert of yesterday.

I trust you enjoyed it.

Who would like to share their thoughts?

Celibidache?

I'd rather not elaborate.

Please.

I I thought the concert

had some slight flaws.

Mistakes even.

Mistakes?

Well, first, the tempo was too fast.

Much too fast.

Especially in the first movement.

And then, you still prioritised

the first violins

after the melody had been taken over

by the second violins.

In other words,

you are starting a sentence

that you're not finishing.

Who else thought it was too fast?

I strongly disagree.

I thought the tempo was just right.

And the balance between the violins,

remarkable.

Sorry you didn't get it.

Well, you see, this becomes

a purely subjective point of view.

Our Viennese friend here

seems to have appreciated the concert.

Mr. Celibidache

If your talent is

as big as your arrogance,

you might actually go very far.

Until then, you will learn

from those who have the experience

and have been chosen to teach you.

Thank you, Sir. I will.

Wonderful So, where were we?

Stop!

Bit late?

On my way home, officer.

Search him.

Romanian

Drop your trousers!

Sorry?!

Your trousers. Do it!

Carry on!

We can't see anything!

Lucky you. Too small!

Leave it. Romanian as*h*le!

Go on. Get out of here.

Lucky for him he's not a Jew.

Jews Romanians. Same scum.

Perhaps I should have shot him anyway.

He's not worth the b*llet.

The instability of the intervals

gives it a strangeness,

a sinister tension, a menace.

I understand you, Sergiu.

We all feel helpless.

But music is your gift, your weapon.

Performing the music of the great masters.

And perhaps your own, too one day.

That's how you can bring

a glimmer of hope during this madness.

Use your gift.

Share it with the world!

So much tension,

yet the bird is still asleep.

You see! Only the Russian repertoire

offers such diversity.

Fire under the most delicate cover.

Stravinsky is like Dostoevsky,

but in musical language.

Now don't mention any of this

at the Conservatory tomorrow.

Russian art has now been

totally forbidden.

-Yes?

-Understood.

Stop!

You papers please!

Quick!

With me!

The Berlin Philharmonic.

-They're looking for a new conductor.

-What about Furtwngler?

He can't. He conducted under Hitler.

They need to break away from their past.

They need new blood.

The Americans are holding a contest

to select the new Conductor.

What does that have to do with me?

Everything, young man.

It has everything to do with you.

Professor, you know full well

I want to be a composer.

I have so much to say with my music.

Especially now. Everything I've seen

Your voice will be heard, Sergiu.

But for now, we must build you a platform,

and this opportunity to conduct

the world's greatest orchestra

is a godsend!

I don't stand a chance.

I barely speak the language.

You speak Music.

Ten a.m. tomorrow.

Titania Palast.

BERLIN RISES FROM THE ASHES

UNDER NEW ROMANIAN SENSATION

That was wunderkind Sergiu Celibidache

conducting the Berlin Philharmonic

from the Titania Palast Theatre.

-Wonderful finale, Sergiu.

-It was sh*t, Professor.

Calm down, Sergiu.

Thank you.

Mr. Mayor.

So beautiful and moving!

Our broken Berlin needs hope

in these difficult times.

Artists like you.

Your music belongs

to the people and on records of course.

Let me introduce you

to Professor Dr. Piendl,

the new head of Deutsche Grammophon.

A pleasure to finally meet you.

Brilliant!

I wish we had it in the can.

Well, there were a few errors tonight.

Hence the beauty of being able to erase

any little imperfections on the recording.

And reach perfection.

Yes, maybe.

Maestro, I cannot wait to give you a tour

of the Deutsche Grammophon studios.

Second to none.

Nothing like what you experienced

in London.

I personally guarantee it.

Looking forward to it.

-I'll call you.

-Yes, good evening.

Maestro Furtwngler, can we talk later?

You are sabotaging your career, young man!

This orchestra is the best in the world.

If I could conduct it,

you certainly can too.

Learn to compromise.

Or your days here are numbered.

I want to introduce you

to a dear friend of mine

Martin Steinke.

BERLIN RISES FROM THE ASHES

UNDER NEW ROMANIAN SENSATION

IDA HAENDEL IN HOLY CITY, UNDER THE SPELL

OF KING SERGIU CELIBIDACHE

Shall we?