The film is made by a woman, and is - in addition to speaking the universal human language - about women. Usually I walk away totally unimpressed from such films, as they tend to have not much else to show besides some social statement... usually a weak and trivial one at that. This one goes deeper... although it too eventually slides towards trivialities.
Some folks love Hanna Schygulla, some hate her... I fall squarely in the middle. Without any questions one of the significant actresses of the period, yet somehow failing to grab my heart. In this movie she truly shines - as she does, for instance in The Bitter Tears of Petra von Kant - one of my favorite films of hers... she was, after all Fassbinder's favorite actress...
For her performance alone this film would be worth a rent (or a stream), but the director managed to shoehorn in some bergmanesque dark story, which, actually, is the most interesting of the several parallel story lines.
All in all, an uneven piece of movie making, still deserving a look.
