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Author: Rainer Werner Fassbinder
Publisher: Ubulibri, Milan, 1988
Collection: The Necklace
Pages: 120
Size: 14.5 x 18.5
Price: € 10
Language: Italian | Index :
Imitation of Life
If you have love in body
Eight hours a day do not
Many shades but no mercy
-giving need to have
German cinema is enriched
Speaking of desperation and courage
'In a Year of Thirteen Moons'
'The third generation'
barre exercises: vertical somersault successful closing
Answers to Students
The city of man and his soul
premises of the film project 'Cocaine'
Michael Curtiz: an anarchist in Hollywood?
Hanna Schygulla
Alexander Kluge must have birthday
Preface to 'Querelle'
Cannes sad-eyed
imagine how my professional future?
Open Letter to Franz Xaver Kroetz
About 'Der Mull, die Stadt und der Tod'
Subject: Federal Award for 'Germany in Autumn'
hit parade of German cinema
There is still a future for movies?
Note for the film project 'Rosa Luxembourg'
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Given my fierce "non-fassbinderianità" I could only appreciate this book as a mirror of affection, alienation and self-overestimation of its author.
Take the first article of the collection: RWF baziniana apply the category of "cinema of cruelty" to the works of Douglas Sirk, but - on the simple map plots - it omits the most crucial, to a style of vehicle content. " The result? Six-page synopsis of the film.
The second piece, however, is a kind of long aphorism in which the triumphant trobar clus, a taste for paradox ("I do not have a utopia is a utopia in itself") and the special effects of rhetoric.
In the interview, then, the author exhibits to the students' questions adequately adopted the same attitude towards Wim Wenders Chambre 666 in : too busy to play the part of maudit to take seriously the interlocutors.
The highlight, however, can be reached with Hanna Schygulla , where the ubiquity of the pronoun "I" gives rise to more than a doubt about the appropriateness of the title of the article in relation to its content. I could continue, but I think you get the idea: a book masturbation and rather pointless.
Michael Guarneri
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