To take such beautiful found footage, and add a cogent and moving narrative, as Herzog does, is a true gift to the viewer. All sides of the story are told here, from the rage to the happiness, the sadness, the tragedy, the joy and the comradeship. Herzog has his belief that nature is more dangerous than all that, but it never intrudes into bias. To me, Herzog is a master of the documentary.
with his endless infantile assessments of the natural world around him, timothy treadwell makes for a less embattled-manly-man version of the herzog outsider than klaus kinski or whoever. and his tendency to share every thought in his head with the camera helps circumvent the self-consciously eccentric narration that ruins many recent herzog docs. i wish there were more screen-time for the foxes.
One of Herzog's richest, most ironic subjects, as well as one of his more troubling treatments. It's not that his stance is condescending towards the eccentricity on display—on the contrary, Herzog seems to feel that madness is the closest a human being can come to ecstasy—but that, of all his documentaries I've seen, this is the one that least effectively dodges the charge of exploitation.
this is a remake of a movie werner did with klaus kinski back in the 70's. in that one, though, they found the remains of the bear.
Herzog brings a delicate appreciation to this film, elevating a headline into something aspiring to be transcendental. He makes the wise choice of attempting to unveil the man. It weaves a humanist story of social awkwardness and a desire to be something or somewhere else, in a simpler world far from the ugliness of what we know. But, sadly, a world ultimately more fatal.
Herzog is crazy. He loves crazy people. He films crazy people. They are the product of this ill society. We are them. They are us. I just love how close I feel to the characters in Herzogs documentaries.
I ended up with ZERO sympathy for this pathetic clown, who heard a bear outside of his tent and came out to have one of his moronic baby-talk chats with it, then he found out the hard way that the bear didnt find him as cute as he found himself. Unfortunately, his idiocy cost the life of a woman who didnt want to be there, and two bears who were only doing what came naturally to them. Leave nature alone!
lispy lisperson lived the dream, he was fascinated by bear shit and he became bear shit.
It made me feel uncomfortable, as great Herzog always does. But with that settlement came moments of transcendent beauty. I prefer his narrative films, however.
"I believe the common character of the universe is not harmony, but chaos, hostility, and murder."
I found this to be a very powerful, beautiful documentary. Herzog treats his subject with utmost respect while sharing his cold-headed remarks in order to mantain the balance with what it's witnessed in Treadwell's footage. Clearly a man of passion, Treadwell is blunt in his opinions and dedicated in his duty, showing the audience a motivation so strong it can almost be called religious zeal.
This is one of the most disturbing films I've seen. Clearly Treadwell was mentally ill. This is an example of idealism gone very much wrong.
Call me a sicko but I want to hear the recorded audio of Treadwell's death. I think the inclusion of that evidence/media would have made the documentary come full circle... the fact that we are shown Herzog listening to it kind of pissed me off even more. Come on... I know you guys wanted to hear it too!
Herzog manages to stretch out a quite thin, real story into a full film, where Treadwell goes deep into grizzly bear territory for years, becoming utterly involved in grizzly bears and appears to somewhat lose his mind to them before getting eaten alive by one. Herzog interviews his friends, family and people who thought he was insane. All in all a successful documentary, but I think it should have been cut shorter.