I've noticed that since I've started writing this blog, it's easier to discuss my opinions of films because I can lay out my agruments in a clear and concise manner. Instead of having to resort to simple arguments quickly, I can sit down and think out what I am going to say. However, I have to admit that I have really no idea how to review the second Fassbinder film I've seen, Pioneers in Ingolstad (Ali: Fear Eats the Soul was the first, which I didn't like at all).
The obstensve purpose of a critic is to help a prospective viewer decide whether he or she should see the film in question. I saw this movie with a group of friends who were into the movie's comedy and humor. I am not sure if the film would have been that funny I had seen it by mself, or even with another group. Another reason is I am hesitant to make a claim is that I have a feeling that the dialouge probably reads a lot better than it sounds. In other words, I think the movie might not have been quiet as funny if I spoke German.
I know from watching the film that Fassbinder has talent, that he intends at least some of the jokes. But does he intend all of them? Was the slow tracking shot of the men on the bridge that left me in histyrics his attempt at inducing atmosphere, a joke on us for sitting through it, a pointless waste of time, or what? I don't know. Watching the movie with a group of friends, the issue was moot, but I don't know if this and much of the other jokes would have been funny in another context.
Regardless, I think the film has something significant, although rather simplistic, to say, although I'm not sure what it is. The story is apparently typical Fassbinder- violence and prostitues with a depression outlook on life. The photography is pretty pedestrian but gets the job done. The music is inappropriate- or is it?
Based on the two films I have seen, Fassbinder is an aquired taste. He's not for everyone but those who like him, really, really like him. If you don't know this is probably a good place for you to find out.
Pioneers in Ingolstadt (1971)