
1974 · Wim Wenders
How Alice in the Cities has been received, argued over, and remembered.
A modest arthouse item in 1974 — really only Wenders' breakthrough among German critics — it has steadily climbed ever since, and post-restoration (and the Criterion Road Trilogy box) it's now routinely called one of the greatest road movies and, by many, Wenders' finest film.
The perennial fan debate is the Road Trilogy ranking — Alice vs. Kings of the Road — crossed with the classic slow-cinema split over whether its aimless drift is the whole point or a test of patience.
The black-and-white Polaroid — Rüdiger Vogler snapping instant photos that 'never show what you really saw' — is its endlessly referenced image, practically a founding document of melancholy-analog-travel aesthetics; the real Chuck Berry concert footage is the other moment everyone brings up.
A cinephile touchstone and Letterboxd darling — the gentle, humane Wenders people push on friends as the ideal entry point to the New German Cinema road movie.
Influences Wim Wenders has publicly named — the director's own word, distinct from the inferred lines of influence.