I first saw Fassbinder’s The Bitter Tears of Petra von Kant at Metrograph nearly two years ago. A searing melodrama of love’s beauty and toxicity, the film unfolds entirely within Petra’s bedroom, creating an intimate, almost claustrophobic atmosphere. It includes all of the things a good film should: lesbians, an egomaniacal lead, totally consuming obs…
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