Maman Küsters s'en va au ciel

Good Fassbinder, if a little lethargic. Brigitte Mira, who just passed away earlier this month, plays a housewife who has long settled in her uneventful life. One day, however, her husband commits murder-suicide at the factory in which he works. Suddenly she has to deal with the media, as well as her uncaring family. She can't really figure out why her husband did what he did. Luckily, some local communists show up to help her figure it out. Soon she's a pawn in their politics. And, when they don't satisfy her need for an explanation, a group of anarchists steps in to use her for their own political purposes. The film ends twice – once we read Fassbinder's original scripted ending, then we see the ending he did use. Both work, though I think the first, unfilmed one is a lot more Fassbinder-esque. Mira is wonderful, as usual; some of the family material is too close to Fear Eats the Soul, and is rendered somewhat ineffective because of that.

Mother Kunters is just so drolly funny. The story is about a woman coping with her husband's death. Her husband died after he fell into some machinery at work. Oh, and there's something else. Her husband killed 2 people on the job before doing himself in. Actually, if you listen closely during the first 15 minutes of the movie, the "There's something else" line is repeated 3 times, which is very oddly funny. Mrs. Kunsters is of course, devastated by the news, and when her children get together, they all don't really get along, and deal with the death in different ways, her daughter is especially malicious, using the death to promote her laughable music career. Mrs Kusters, not finding solace anywhere, finally finds a couple willing to listen and feel compassion. Problem is of course, they're COMMUNISTS! Ha ha. Pretty soon they're convincing poor Mrs Kusters that her husband's death is directly related to The Plight of The Common Worker! I mean, that's priceless. Pretty soon, she's getting caught up with the hardline commies and soon violently protesting against newspapers that published negative stories about her husband. I mean, clearly we're dealing with manipulation, (both personal and political) and Fassbinder does it brilliantly here. As you could tell by the title of my review, I'm not the biggest Fassbinder fan, but I personally loved this one. Although the ending (the American one even more so) leaves a little bit to be desired, I, all in all, enjoyed this tremendously.

It is not a bad film, but has many problems. Acting is extremely wooden, actors just speak their lines, dialogues are not natural. The whole movie is dubbed, often very out of sync. The story does not make sense (the reporters are overly interested in the murder/suicide of an unimportant factory worker) and the endings are lame, especially the second one, which suddenly turns the film into a comedy.

At first I was anticipating an attack on yellow journalism akin to the same year's 'Die verlorene Ehre der Katharina Blum'; but to me this film - with its title evoking Pudovkin's 'Mother', Piel Jutzi's 'Mutter Krausens Fahrt ins Glück' and of course Brecht's Mother Courage - became more and more abstract and stylised as it progressed.

The film's pretty poster-paint colours and Brigitte Mira's depiction of stoicism in the face of adversity considerably soften the impact of what could have been an extremely harsh neorealist tract on the systematic abuse suffered by the downtrodden proletariat; and there are quite a few laughs. Very little actually seems to faze the put-upon Emma Küsters, who after receiving what would have been the shattering news that the circumstances of her late husband's death means the loss of her pension simply continues with equanimity her frugal existence assembling plugs in her dining room. Her treatment by a cynical journalist, well-meaning but ineffectual communists and - finally - violent nihilists suggests Fassbinder's mounting cynicism about the motives and effectiveness of the King Logs and King Storks that he had so far encountered offering solutions to society's ills, the ironic title effectively declaring the chances of the Mother Küsters of this world ever receiving a break in this world being zero.

Frau Kusters is preparing dinner late one seemingly ordinary afternoon in her seemingly ordinary kitchen in Frankfurt, Germany. Mrs. Kusters wants to add canned sausages to the stew, her annoying daughter-in-law thinks otherwise. The point, we soon find out, is moot: Mr. Kusters has murdered the personnel director at the soap factory where he works before committing suicide.

The film drew on both Douglas Sirk's melodramas and Weimar era workers' films to tell a political coming of age story. Fassbinder also clearly criticizes the small German Communist Party's moderation and "armchair activism". Now, I know nothing about the German Communist Party of the 1970s, but I do know Sirk and Fassbinder's borrowing. This film is one of the most obvious Sirk nods I have seen yet. And, therefore, one of the better Fassbinder films.