Fassbinder's Lola & other pinks+blues, Venus in Scorpio
Fassbinder’s Lola (1981) blew me away. The candy-colored corruption of the fifties, post-war Germany, everything (including love) as commodity, moments of tenderness, a whole story within a story through blue and pink lighting. Dark cotton candy. Makes me think of Venus in Scorpio. Lola, a sex worker, knows the most about the town and its corruption. Here, she’s sort of warning Von Bohm. It’s not a movie that romanticizes the fifties, like so many were doing during the 1980s. Like Roeg’s Insignificance (1985) and Kathryn Bigelow’s The Loveless (1981), it reveals the disquieting underbellies alongside comforting, hypnotic aesthetics. Really reminds me of Moon in Taurus, Venus in Scorpio. These past few days.
Near where the train comes through behind our apartment:
Outside the post office:
Supermarket spill, NJ:
Former backyard, revisited, Brooklyn:
And a blue moment from Jarmusch’s Night on Earth, which sort of calls back to Fassbinder’s Lola, with the amazing Armin Mueller-Stahl (who maybe has the kindest eyes/smile in showbiz) in the passenger seat again: