...to Fassbinder. I haven't seen an easier film to watch than Ali: Fear Eats the Soul. Inspired by Douglas Sirk by way of Max Ophuls and going on to work its magic on Todd Haynes in Far from Heaven. Its one of the sweetest, tenderest Fassbinder films I've ever seen and now for me puts his whole catalogue into perspective. Its weird but now I look at Fox and His Friends and Bitter Tears of Petra Von Kant in a whole new light - frailty and tenderness are more apparent - as well as the ugliness and cruelty. However before the latter was really all I could see.
Fassbinder, he's just so tough with himself - and everyone else.