Fear Eats The Soul. Rainer Werner Fassbinder. 1973. ⚄
This is the only Fassbinder on the “best of” list, and it’s a movie I can’t recall seeing anybody mention before, so I’m excited.
Well, some things just aren’t believable here! Like the bartender not knowing how to pour beer! That’s a lot of foam, dude.
I always get Fassbinder mixed up with Herzog, but they’re nothing alike, of course. Fassbinder’s got heart.
This kinda reminds me of one of my favourite movies: Zuckerbaby by Percy Adlon. The plot has certain surface similarities, but there’s also something about how quiet the movies are… a certain stillness…
I love how Fassbinder plays the most disgusting character himself (the son-in-law).
It definitely has Three Part Structure Mania going on, where all the drama is happening in the third section (as usual). But it’s not the normal sort of thing… Fassbinder is kinda pointing out all the problematic bits in the first two parts, I think?
There’s a documentary about the guy who played the male protagonist. It turns out that Fassbinder was kind of a dick
Perhaps I should just sink the Midori, because not even the Melon Daiquiri #1 is particularly good:
On the other hand, the melon wasn’t very juicy.
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