Fox and His Friends

Rainer Werner Fassbinder - 1975
The story here has a fatalistic angle to it, pure destiny. Rosenbaum talks about the camera already being in position for the next move, low down, waiting for the fall. I would allow to this the clear sense of winning the lottery, the quiet resignation at every point. Fassbinder's own hangdog face, and rather impressive performance, all adds to this.
The hellish bourgeois interior, Fassbinder continuing to focus on class, how it effects the very nature of relationships, is clear. He certainly sees relationships in an extremely clear way; as deeply erotic (the penises as balancing a scene), as marked by that famous sadism, as having tenderness. The two-shot of the two in the car is very sweet, but throughout we have that slow fall, collapsing into each other in that tight apartment.