Fassbinder's penultimate film, a Golden Berlin Bear winner in 1982, VERONIKA VOSS is a strikingly- looking black-and-white art-house vehicle loosely blueprinted on the tragic real life story of German film star Sybille Schmitz (VAMPYR 1932, MASTER OF THE WORLD 1934, TITANIC 1943).
The time-line is set in 1955, post-WWII Munich, Veronika Voss (Zech) is an over-the-hill middle- aged actress, her career has remained stagnant for years, divorced by her screenwriter husband Max (Mueller-Stahl),now she lives in a psychiatric clinic governed by Dr. Marianne Katz (Düringer) and her assistant Josefa (Schade),where in Schmitz's story, they are a lesbian couple. They proffer her morphine for her addiction in exchange of her estate and fortune, it is a shady racket in broad daylight which ensnares many pain-afflicting addicts, once their clients are no longer affordable, they will discard them like insignificant pawns.
Veronika is very close to this peril, will her be saved? The supposed knight in shining amour is Robert Krohn (Thate),a short, ordinary-looking sports journalist in his mid-40s, who has a stable girlfriend Henriette (Froboess) and doesn't even recognise her when they first meet during a downpour in the night, maybe this is a major reason why Veronika finds him special, deems him as someone who can simply treat her as an attractive woman, without all the celebrity halos. Their rendezvous evade any surreptitious pretences, Robert is fairly open about that and once Veronika even asks for his escort to her estate in spite of Henriette's presence. Veronika is a damaged good already, pompous, insecure and self-seeking, sees Robert as her last straw to revitalise her life and plans a dramatic return to the limelight, yet, all will fall flat since her Achilles heel is firmly clutched by the evil doctors, she cannot be saved, it is physically impossible, a fatalistic manifesto to those incorrigibly poisoned, corrupted and weak-minded. Zech manifests a telling facet of Veronika's jittery unstableness, holds great poise while inside she is beyond salvation.
Thate's Robert, a common victim of an everyman's heroic fantasy, to fall for a damsel-in-distress, and rescues her from whatever evil force torments her. Only in Fassbinder's book, the reality is too gloom to conjure up a gratifying victory, Robert has to endure a bigger loss other than Veronika, Thate's performance brings about quite a subtle poignancy as the story goes into a more sinister twist. Annemarie Düringer, strikes up a whiff of frigid viciousness underneath Dr. Katz's usual professional persona, so is Froboess, her Henriette is the only innocent person in it, piqued by the blatant affair, but she doesn't counteract with resent or jealousy, on the contrary, she risks herself in Robert's plan to expose Dr. Katz's seedy business, unaware of the lurking danger. Innocence simply cannot reside in this corrupt world.
Fassbinder's sleight-of-hand with lights and shadows infuses a nostalgic glamour to its texture; many a time, the camera moves like a serpentine, observing behind glasses like a voyeur, especially in the brightly white psychiatric clinic, extremely inhuman as if all the human trace has been sterilised altogether.
As the second part of Fassbinder's BRD Trilogy, THE MARRIAGE OF MARIA BRAUN (1979) is the first one, and LOLA (1981) released one-year earlier than VERONIKA VOSS, is captioned as the third chapter, the film is a pessimistic probe into WWII residual affected on this one particular specimen, Veronika chooses to forget about the past and move on (it is implied she was in an affair with Goebbels),numbs herself with indulgence on drugs, one may argue that she is bringing all the trouble on herself, that's why, the ending is so cold and despondent, we cannot pretend nothing has happened, there must be consequences for those who are participated, whether actively or passively.
Plot summary
Munich, 1955: A sports journalist meets Veronika Voss, an UFA actress who supposedly had an affair with Goebbels. Now declining, Voss is kept by her "kind" doctor, Dr. Katz, supplying her house, food, clean clothes and her favourite: morphine. Voss, trying to come back towards the cinema, cannot perform an absurdly simple scene, but it attracts the attention of the journalist, who suspects that something's very wrong regarding her doctor.
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Fassbinder's penultimate film, a black and white lens of post WWII reflection
German art house
It's 1955 Munich. Veronika Voss is a former UFA movie star. She is surprised that reporter Robert Krohn doesn't know her famous past and they have an affair. He does a story about her and uncovers a dark story of addiction orchestrated by her doctor Marianne Katz. He recruits his girlfriend Henriette to go undercover to get morphine from Katz.
Director Rainer Werner Fassbinder delivers a dark story of faded glory much like Sunset Boulevard. Rosel Zech delivers a performance worthy of Marlene Dietrich. The black and white cinematography delivers a surreal vision of the past. It is dark, German, art house, and depressing. It is worthy of cinephiles.
A Story of Indifference
Rosel Zech is Veronika Voss, a glamorous movie star of Nazi-era Germany. Reporter Hilmar Thate runs into her on a trolley car and thinks she might make an interesting story. He discovers a woman forgotten by the industry, living on the edge of poverty and subsisting on drug-fueled dreams.
Rainer Werner Fassbinder's look at the embarrassing detritus of UFA is alleged to be based on what happened to Sybille Schmitz after the war. It's shot in black & white, with Miss Zech's scene clearly set in her imagination, where the lights are bright and brilliant, smoothing out her wrinkles as she descends into madness. Fassbinder clearly disapproves of everyone, from the reality-shunning Zech, to the new film industry, impatient of such embarrrassing ruins, to the police efficiently and indifferently carrying out the dictates of the law, to Thate, representing the press, who makes a futile effort, gives up and comments that it's not a story that anyone will want to read. Should we applaud Fassbinder for telling the story, or did he simply think it commercial?