The Marriage of Maria Braun
Dir. Rainer Werner Fassbinder
1979
120 Minutes
Monaural
1.78:1 Aspect Ratio
He knew he had made a masterpiece.
The buildings as a building fully broken and shot and I don’t remember everything as correct as the beginning and the title as a ground ground grinding ground ground. Like fingers divorced from the hand, it’s gotta be big and a bit and take three. The blurring of lines from the dust, swept up to the theatre of being being theatre. It allows to pose the possibility of concrete political means via a filmic medium made entertaining. In his blood a makeshift basement.
I felt an urgency in his voice. And I realized.
The habit of hope isn’t German, it’s human.
Something there, something there in lines as lines of looking like lines for looking the looking has a line she did not work with but the lines she looked like bread.
Poor Oswald.
What is as is deceptive in it’s truth. The way she designs.
Soiled in sheets like doggy-style and wine. A pelican flapping and drooping its sad sack face like so much kettle. The states were American.
Ego and money what’s the difference? Whatever palms us through life. The feet in the foreground tell the whole story. Teased by windows and that German Economic Miracle.
Time has invalued the past. Time by keeping busy, and men as cowards to time. The ruined walls and floors still look fine now. The glass bell, smothered in fear. Quiet to the small, there’s time left for that. For drinking and dancing and proving moments. Time to create the atmosphere. I remember the time when we spent our time staying still and how you looked at me and took a picture. But I don’t know where that still is now. There’s time still now, isn’t there, there’s always time. I can find that photo somewhere since it does still exist. Or I can find you and re-photograph that scene like I remember it, there’s time for that, if you have the time.
But in a different way.
And I mean, time is like the many who come home but don’t come home because thiers no home for them anymore, if you know what I mean.
- I mean, it didn’t last long, did it?
- Yes, it did: half a day and a whole night.
