A virtually self-indulgent Wim Wenders film is not a bad thing, and self-indulgence is something to be expected from any film director looking to make their individual mark in their outlook on the world and humanity. Perhaps what I just wrote sounds self-indulgent. "The American Friend" is not a typical Wenders film - crime and noir mystery is not his usual subject - yet he makes it into a hypnotic existential dream and that usually can describe Wenders to a tee.
Set in Hamburg, Germany, Bruno Ganz plays a picture framer, Jonathan Zimmerman, who is dying of a blood disease or so he thinks. His doctor tells him that he will live for a while longer than expected and not too worry. Jonathan has a wife (Wenders regular Lisa Kreuger) who works and they are raising two kids and though they may be struggling a bit, they somehow manage. One day at an auction, a painting from a "dead" artist is sold for huge sums of money. Tom Ripley (Dennis Hopper, odd casting to play Patricia Highsmith's sociopathic antihero) is at the auction and is introduced to Jonathan who sees right through him - Ripley is involved in art forgery and Jonathan knows that the painting is "too blue." Jonathan doesn't give Ripley a warm reception so Ripley lies to others that the picture framer's disease is fatal. Though Ripley is trying to be friendly with Jonathan at his place of employment, a scheme is developing involving hiring Jonathan to kill a gangster. Raoul Minot (Gérard Blain) emerges from the criminal underworld and asks Ripley to do the job and when Ripley resists, Jonathan is next in line (naturally, he has no experience as an assassin).
I will not reveal much more to "The American Friend" because it unravels at such a leisurely, graceful pace that it proves to be a mesmerizing drama with muted thriller aspects. All the actors, including the typically hot-tempered, discombobulated Dennis Hopper, are low key in performance though the humor quotient is there in spades (major kudos to colorful cameos by Samuel Fuller and Nicholas Ray). There are also some suspenseful scenes at a train station, virtually comical, messy murders inside a train, and some gunfire in and around Ripley's virtually empty roundhouse. Finally, it is Bruno Ganz's Jonathan who realizes his end is near and we wait for the inevitable. Was anyone really lying about Jonathan's disease or is his doctor simply not telling the whole truth? Whatever it is, doom is around the corner in often bright daylight scenes and a serene beach with a burning ambulance - all of it is the antithesis of what we expect in a noir story involving Ripley. "The American Friend" is not a perfect film but it is certainly one of the most absorbing and beautifully made of all Ripley adaptations.
