Author: Bert

  • The amazing adventures of Kavalier and Clay

    I don’t really read a lot. I mean, I like to read, but it’s something I can only do when I’ve got peace of mind. I remember reading IT and The Stand on a holiday in France – tackling these mastodonts back to back was pretty much the best reading experience I’ve ever had.

    Unfortunately, The amazing adventures of Kavalier and Clay, a Pulitzer-crowned epic by Michael Chabon, couldn’t get that treatment. I started reading it at the Warsaw Film Fest last October and I couldn’t find time to finish it until last weekend.

    But here’s the thing: I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

    (more…)

  • About yours truly

    About yours truly

    About me:

    • Name: Bert Vdc
    • Occupation: Screenwriter
    • Nationality: Belgian/German
    • Location: Smack dab in the middle o’ Germany
    • Qualifications: Screenwriting (Deutsche Film- und Fernsehakademie Berlin); Master in Pedagogics (Katholieke Universiteit Leuven)
    • Portfolio: Mail me

    About the site:

    Welcome! This place mainly acts as my online portfolio, but because I obviously like writing in general it’s also a blog. I’m already getting confused.

    Enjoy the read and feel free to drop me a line!

  • Things I did

    Things I did

    Thanks for coming to a page titles like a murder confession. Alas, it’s just boring ole writer stuff.

    A few things I wrote:

    • Mia (2013), a short film by Wouter Bongaerts about a little girl in a big city. It won a couple of awards.
    • Sixteen episodes of Familie (2015), Belgium’s longest-running soap which I also watched as a kid.
    • And now for the most complicated one: I have a hand in about 200 episodes of the German medical In aller Freundschaft – die jungen Ärzte (2016-current). I have done everything possible, starting as a floor writer who rewrites small scenes, then being promoted to an editor who rewrites screenplays, and then finally being bumped up to co-headwriter who oversees and guides script development. From the top of my head I think am credited for episodes 149, 162, 173, 192, 194, 204, 227, 240 and 243, and I co-wrote the second TV movie special Adventskind.
  • Papers, Please

    I snagged Papers, Please in a recent Steam sale. I’d known about this game for ages, and while a tenner isn’t exactly a steep price for a critically acclaimed game, the whole craze around the thing just kind of turned me off. Now, however, having played this game, I will immediately jump on the barricades and start co-applauding this brilliant gem along with the impressed mob.

    (more…)

  • German Bratkartoffeln

    Hey nerds,

    HERE ARE THE SECRETS THE GERMANS DON’T WANT YOU TO KNOW ABOUT!!!

    I made actual German bratkartoffeln. And good news: if you can read this post, you can too!

    2014-01-21 18.14.54

    You need:

    • Potatoes. Like, how many you want.
    • An onion. Like, half an onion per portion. But leaving half an onion in the fridge sucks because you’ll just forget about it. I know you will.
    • A non cast-iron anti-stick pan. With a cover.

    Peel potatoes, cut them up (evenly and shit). Throw that shit in water for a moment. That’s the German secret to success: Water. It fucks with the potatoes’ chemistry and them kartoffels don’t know what up.

    Then get them out of the water. Dry them. And throw them in your frying pan. Cover them. Wait for 25 minutes (I listened to some fine music. But you can get drunk. I think 25 minutes is enough time for that). Now and again you wanna check on them taters and flip them around so they don’t get all fucked up.

    Cut an onion. Cry a little. Lament existence. Toss the onion in the pan. Cover it up again. And wait for another 5 minutes. Only then can you mix it with the potatoes like some racist analogy for slavery.

    Wait another 5 minutes. Cos life is long, right!?

    Then put them on a plate and gobble them up. Like, with Brussels sprouts and bacon or something. Or with a bottle of ketchup if you’re a fat slob.

    2014-01-21 18.14.54If it don’t look like this, you fucked up.

  • Tofu Tandoori with Indian Rice

    Hey nerds, I cooked something. Tofu Tandoori with Indian Rice. It’s called that because it’s like chicken tandoori only with tofu. And with rice that’s Indian. And capital letters because that shit’s fancy.

    Tofu Tandoori(Tah-fucking-da)

    Here’s how you do it (I cooked it for two people because I’m not a pathetic lonely loser like you guys):

    The Indian Rice

    • 1 1/2 cups basmati rice
    • 2 cups water
    • 2 teaspoons butter
    • 1 tablespoon sugar
    • 1 teaspoon salt
    • 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
    • 6 cardamom pods (I just used a teaspoon of cardamom powder because pods come in huge packs)
    • 1/2 teaspoon turmeric powder (I just ground half a ginger root because I had it and it pissed me off lying there)
    • 1/4 cup raisins

    Toss that shit in a pot and cook it until the water has magically disappeared. Then eat it with other Indian shit like:

    Tofu Tandoori

    • 200g tofu
    • 100g mangetout
    • 150g beansprouts
    • 1/2 paprika
    • some carrots and champignons
    • 1 onion
    • 400g of yogurt
    • a bit of pineapple or regular apple (if you like sweet stuff in your spicy food like moi)
    • tandoori paste (because I’m a lazy fuck, if you wanna make yours yourself, these are the spices you should use)

    Wake your bitch ass up. Cut the tofu in pieces (just, like, whatever size you want, like 1x1x1cm or something). Then stir a tablespoon of a tandoori into a cup filled with two tablespoons of yogurt. Taste. If you can’t handle the heat, add more yogurt; if you’re an actual man, add more tandoori. Once you’re happy (like, with the tofu, I don’t care about your feelings dude), mix the tofu and the tandoori in a tupperware box. Then close it. And wait for 8 hours.

    Do other shit. Go out. Do drugs. Contemplate existence. Whatever.

    Okay, now start making the Indian Rice. Then cut your veggies (big pieces and stripes, you wanna eat this stuff with chopsticks), throw them in a wok, fry them (in the following order: onions, carrots, paprika, mangetout, champignons, whatever I forgot).

    Then take the leftover yogurt and mix it with tandoori paste. Like, you already did this once, you can do it again, even if it’s more yogurt now (hint: more yogurt needs more tandoori, use your brain for once, me and your parents are disappointed in you).

    You can make less tandoori. I don’t care. I just wanted sauce. No, you’re a fatty. I am rubber, you are glue.

    Toss all the leftover shit into the wok: the tandoori you just made, the tofu. Leave the Tupperware, it tends to melt.

    Stir a bit. Wait a few moments for that shit to magically start to boil. Then immediately stop it from boiling. Like, blow on it or something. If it boils for too long, it’ll go toxic and YOU WILL DIE.

    Then put it in a bowl with some of the Indian Rice and eat it.

    Tofu Tandoori

    If it don’t look like this, you fucked up.

  • Das Pferd auf dem Balkon / The Horse on the Balcony

    You all know it’s no secret I like children’s movies. I love the way they can tell two stories at the same time: One for kids, and one for adults. The horse on the balcony, an Austrian film directed by the otherwise unknown Hüseyin Tabak, immediately struck me as that kind of movie. It was the kind of movie that sounded so crazy I just had to like it.

    (more…)

  • Monsters University

    “I found a nickel! Sure wish I had pockets.” (Mike)

    I have to admit I wasn’t really looking forward to Monsters University. In fact, I was slightly worried – not worried that it might be a bad movie, per se, but that it might ruin the 2001 original, one of my favourite movies, for ever. When I got up from my seat two hours later, I was happy to find that not only is the original movie still intact, Monsters University even manages to be quite fun!

    (more…)

  • Star Trek Into Darkness

    “I told you we’d fit!”  “I’m not sure that qualifies.”

    I have said this before: I never really liked Star Trek. Growing up with The Next Generation, Star Trek was always that show with the bald guy in spandex my sister used to watch. So, as you might recall, I was pleasantly surprised when I saw J.J. Abrams’ Star Trek and not only was thoroughly entertained, but finally understood what was so appealing about the multicultural guys in space in the first place. And as I saw Benedict Cumberbatch in the teaser for Star Trek Into Darkness, my mind was blown: They could literally surpass the sky as the limit.

    But did they? (They did.)

    (more…)

  • Populaire

    “Do you really consider speed typing a sport?”

    A little confession: When I was fifteen, I enrolled in a dactylography course. It quickly became clear: I obviously had a hidden knack for ramming my fingers down on keyboards and making words appear on a screen. As the course ended, I felt I had to have written proof of my 320 strokes a minute, so I took part in a typing exam. An exam I obviously nailed, and which netted me the first diploma of my life. So it is with pride I tell you that I have been a qualified secretary since ninth grade!

    It’s only obvious I wanted to see Populaire (also known as Mademoiselle Populaire) – a delightfully cute French film about the power of love. And mechanical typewriters.

    (more…)