STONEWALL ON THE RHINE
The Einstein of Sex
The pioneering sexual research of one of the gay communitys first champions, Dr. Magnus Hirschfeld, (1868-1935), was destroyed during the Nazi regime. The Einstein of Sex, a biography of this pre-Stonewall hero, directed by the legendary Rosa Von Praunheim, is now available on home video.
Hirschfeld was a Socialist, Jewish and gay. Decades before Kinseys Report, he studied human sexuality, with an emphasis on the homosexual and the transgenderism. An American journalist dubbed him the Einstein of Sex. Von Praunheims film depicts Hirschfeld as a true iconoclast. While attending medical school, he rebels against moralist professors who treat homosexuality as a depraved illness. His first published monograph, Sappho and Socrates, shocks his relatives. (Why cant you study cholera?)
The suicide of a gay officer who came to his office for medical advice badly shakes him, as does Oscar Wildes sodomy conviction. In 1897 he established the Scientific Humanitarian Committee in order to overthrow the German penal codes notorious Paragraph 175, which made homosexuality a crime.
Predictably, his published views become suspect and were attacked. By the 1920s, however, a freer climate allowed Hirschfeld to open the Institute of Sexology in Berlin. But newfound freedoms were swept away when the Nazis seized power. While Hirschfeld was abroad lecturing, his Institute was looted by brownshirts and his research ceremoniously burned. Hirschfeld dared not return to Germany and he died in exile in 1935.
Ironically, despite his research, Hirschfeld remained celibate in order to avoid scandal. It was only in his later years that he allowed himself sexual companionship. Von Praunheims film takes an episodic approach, mixing landmark events with key moments from Hirschfeld's private life.
The Einstein of Sex is shot on digital video and feels like a BBC production. But, believe me, you have never seen anything quite like this on Masterpiece Theatre. As history, this is one outrageous lecture, as if delivered at times by Monty Python. There is frequent full frontal male nudity, and the director delights in showing the bizarre sexual artifacts from various cultures that Hirschfeld collected. (Picture, if you will, a dildo carved from an elephants trunk.) Those unfamiliar with Von Praunheims oeuvre might recognize the shock tactics employed in early John Waters films, but coupled with the politics of an angry Larry Kramer.
That Von Praunheim would choose to film the life of Hirschfeld is not surprising. Like his fellow countryman, Rainer Werner Fassbinder, Von Praunheim made a name for himself in the 1970s with cinema that explicitly dealt with homosexuality when it was still a taboo subject. But, while Fassbinder was more concerned with melodrama, Von Praunheims forte was radical politics and agitprop. Many of his films, like his 1971 It Is Not The Homosexual Who Is Perverse, But The Situation In Which He Lives, shocked and offended even his gay audience. When he skewered AIDS in his black comedy, A Virus Knows No Morals, promiscuity was targeted along with the indifference of the right-wing.
In The Einstein of Sex, he isnt afraid to tackle modern debates and place them in a historical setting. We learn that the practice of outing is nothing new. Hirschfelds rival, a publisher of gay erotica named Adolph Brand, belittles Hirschfeld's attempts to repeal Paragraph 175 and suggests instead that they reveal to the press that a prominent Chancellor likes to entertain rent boys at his villa. Brand also hosts a group of manly men who perform nude gymnastics in the forest and he berates Hirschfeld for championing the queeny sissy boys whom are an affront to his masculine views. This might remind contemporary viewers of clashes between gay Republicans who wish Pride Parades would be more toned down and men like Jack on Will and Grace who like to be as in-your-face as possible.
Though a bit stiff at times, many episodes will delight. The erotic antiques of Hirschfelds museum are a hoot, as is the moment when a stuffy police chief dances with one of the ladies at a gay salon.
The two men, who play Hirschfeld in youth and middle age, are dead ringers for the real McCoy. Both are adequate, though a little more showmanship would made the character more alive. The films standout performance comes from Dorchen, his assistant. Van Praunheims films have always sympathized with drag queens and transgendered people, and Dorchen is Billy Bibbit from One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest in a dress. He/she is pathetic yet noble, and becomes positively heroic in the climax.
The Einstein of Sex excels when thumbing its nose at societal norms, but falters when depicting violence. The Nazis destruction of Hirschfelds clinic is clumsily filmed, but then if I wanted choreographed action I would have watched The Matrix. Yes, it lacks the glitz of a Hollywood film, but it would make a great triple bill with the documentary Paragraph 175 and Bob Fosses Cabaret to give a complete portrait of gay Germany in the early 20th century. It is also a badly needed history lesson. If certain modern religious and conservative groups had their way, we would all be back hiding in the closet again. The DVD is in German with English subtitles and contains a terrific documentary and interview with Von Praunheim. Netflix.com rents this film if none of the video stores in town stock it.