Germany in Autumn
The time is October 1977. The film is "Deutschland
im Herbst" (Germany in Autumn). In the kitchen,
Rainer Werner Fassbinder, the prolific director-actor
and enfant terrible of the New German Cinema, heatedly
confronts his mother. She has been trying to persuade
him not to speak out about the fearful political
atmosphere surrounding the death of three German
terrorists in their prison cells and the kidnapping-murder
of Hanns Martin Schleyer, president of the Federation
of German Industries, and wartime Nazi economic administrator
in Czechoslovakia.
Fassbinder: "Democracy is the most human form
of government, isn't that right?" Mother: "It's
the least of all evils. At the moment, it's really
an evil." Fassbinder: "The least of all
evils. What would be better if it's the least of all
evils?" Mother: "The best thing would
be a kind of authoritarian ruler who is quite good
and quite kind and orderly."
The argument between Fassbinder and his mother is
the highlight of a new German feature which had its
world premiere at the recent Berlin Film Festival.
Nine of Germany's leading directors and the Nobel
Prize-winning novelist Heinrich Boll dared to breach
a wall of silence to produce a compilation film that
tried — as director/novelist Alexander Kluge put
it — "to examine the question of what kind of
country are we living in? Are we all living in our
separate Robinson Crusoe islands?"
Volker Schlondorff had suggested the joint venture
after an executive of Filmverlag der Autoren, a Munich
cooperative, proposed that Schlondorff direct one
about the atmosphere in Germany on the day Schleyer
was kidnaped. Schlondorff — whose "Lost Honor
of Katharina Blum," based on Boll's novel, dealt
with the political and media pressure on a young
woman following her accidental meeting with a political
terrorist — declined. He frankly admitted that he
was afraid to make such a picture alone.
"There was so much political hysteria," he
told a reporter. "Everybody was talking about
repression, and the end of democracy. It was dangerous
for one person to speak out when everybody else shut
up. The subject of the terrorists was taboo. The
film is not sympathetic to this or that but just
tries to show the atmosphere. It is an expression
of democratic attitudes. Our picture helped to break
through the taboo."
The project by directors of different styles and
politics was attacked as "terrorist" before
production even began and it was hailed in advance
as the most controversial entry at the Berlin festival.
It turned out to be a major disappointment: self-indulgent,
confusing, turgid, sometimes direct, but more often
circumspect to the point of obscurity.
Fassbinder stunned the audience with his contribution:
a devastating self-portrait that reveled in exhibitionistic
despair at the rapid escalation of events. He shows
himself quarreling with his male lover about the
terrorists, sniffing coke, fearing a police search
- scenes eerily cut across the generation gap of
the conversations with his mother.
None of the directors had incisively tackled the
complex relationship between the terrorists and their
society, nor had they even acknowledged the existence
of the problems a democratic or parliamentary system
faces in dealing with terrorism.
Instead, going off in all directions, they produced
a grab-bag collage of documentary materials, news
clips, dramatic reenactments and highly subjective
reactions to the national trauma induced last October
by the hijacking of a Lufthansa plane to Somalia,
the purported suicides of three West German terrorists
in their maximum security cells and the murder of
Schleyer. The film opens and closes with newsreel
shots of all those funerals: the pomp at the final
rites for Schleyer with flags flying and officials
arriving in a long line of Mercedes-Benz autos; the
red flags, clenched fists and masked faces at the
burial of the terrorists. That trio had a decent
interment only because of a unilateral, quick decision
by Stuttgart Mayor Manfred Rommel who remembers the
hypocritical state funeral for his father, Field
Marshal Erwin Rommel, after the Nazis gave him a "choice" of
death by poison or dishonor in a trial for treason
in the 1944 bomb plot to kill Hitler.
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The controversy about the terrorists' funeral has
an ironic counterpoint in one of the film's most
effective scenes, written by Boll and directed by
Schlondorff. Satirizing last year's widespread self-censorship
of German television executives, the segment portrays
the discomfort of some TV officials as they watch
the screening of a new production of Sophocles' "Antigone." Antigone
tells Ismene of her plans to defy Creon's order to
leave their brother Polynices unburied and unwept.
The rebellious women of ancient Greece finally cut
too close to the bone of contemporary Germany so
the TV executives shelved the production.
There is a muddled attempt to relate the atmosphere
in Germany today to the fact that fascism was never
decisively repudiated by the Germans themselves.
Instead, they were plunged from defeat to occupation
to the Cold War atmosphere. "Germany in Autumn" seems
to charge that the Germans have failed to accept
responsibility for their past, but it also sidesteps
the question of contemporary responsibility on the
subject of terrorism and new repressive legislation
, to judge from the phrase that opens and closes
the film: "When cruelty arrives at a certain
point, it's no longer important who initiated it;
it should only stop."
That comment had been made by a woman after the
fire-bombing of Hamburg. It was her answer to a question
by an American psychologist who was trying to understand
why the Germans didn't cry out for revenge. In a
voice suddenly charged with emotion, Kluge talked
about her remark at a packed , standing -room-only
but almost totally uncritical press conference.
Kluge's explanation didn't really answer the question
that had been put to the assembled directors by another
director, Marcel Ophuls, whose film, "Memory
of Justice," about the Nuremberg trials, was
finally shown to Germans at the festival. In the
documentary, Ophuls explores the central question
of the Nuremberg trials: the individual's responsibility
for war crimes. The question Ophuls asked his fellow
directors was: "But who is to be blamed for
the cruelty?"
The Los Angeles Times March 29,
1978
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