On a film set there are two things missing, the film material and the director. So the actors and actresses as well as the crew try to make the best out of the situation. When the director ... See full summary »
French sailor Querelle arrives in Brest and starts frequenting a strange whorehouse. He discovers that his brother Robert is the lover of the lady owner, Lysiane. Here, you can play dice ... See full summary »
The lackluster and plodding station master Bolwieser has the (mis)fortune to be married to the town's siren; his trusting nature leads him into serious trouble when she beds nearly every ... See full summary »
Rainer Werner Fassbinder
Ricky is a cold-blooded U.S. German contract killer. After serving in Viet Nam, he returns to his home town of Munich to eliminate a few problem crooks for three renegade cops. He inspects ... See full summary »
Unusual gangster story, in which a small-time pimp Franz, who is torn between his mistress and Bruno the gangster sent after him by the syndicate that he has refused to join. Things are ... See full summary »
Rainer Werner Fassbinder
On a film set there are two things missing, the film material and the director. So the actors and actresses as well as the crew try to make the best out of the situation. When the director arrives the material is still missing and so they still wait and try to make the best out of the situation. When the material finally arrives all folks involved into the film find themselves in a weird situation. Jealousy, competition and despair are ruling. Nobody seems to be able to break through this atmosphere, so they all still try to make the best out of the situation, but this is probably not the way to finish the film. Written by
Before the credits the following can be found: 'Ich sage Ihnen, dass ich oft sterbensmuede bin, das Menschliche darzustellen ohne am Menschlichen teilzuhaben. - Thomas Mann' (I tell you that I am often deadly tired to represent human kind without to participate in human kind.) See more »
I'll accept the previous reviewer's comments that this was supposed to be a self- parody. If so, then this shows why one of the shortest books in the library is "500 Years of German Humor."
I've loved most of Fassbinder's films, but this pretentious attrocity is an absolute void. Nothing happens, though some of the actors look like they think they should *think* that something is happening. Some have the grace to look embarrassed, but they may just have been stoned. Worse, it looks cheap - the framing is off on most of the shots (no, it's not an alienation effect - it's just sloppiness), and the print currently on video is terrible, though I doubt it looked much better in '71. Probably more was spent on glassware for the bar and cigarettes than on anything else.
The only positive things I can say are that the opening credits are nice, and that if you need a reminder of how awful early 70s clothes were, this is it.
You can have more fun digging wax out of your ears than you can watching this movie.
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