Franz of Berlin Alexanderplatz doesn't occupy a privileged space of sovereignty over the world. He's not the avatar for divine individuality that we so often take ourselves to be.
Rainer Werner Fassbinder’s Optimism in ‘Eight Hours Don’t Make a Day’ Isn’t Cock-eyed, It’s Beady-eyed
The series of small and large triumphs snatched from the teeth of social inertia leaves one elated at human potential. Eight Hours Don't Make a Day is Fassbinder's version of a "feel-good" film.