I picked up the five (!) disc Fanny and Alexander box set for a remarkably low price, esp. given it’s being shipped to me in Dublin. I know I could rent the European release easily but those extras are mouthwatering, and (shallow, I know) the box looks stunning. Given that it’s one of my favourite films, I think I need to own the best possible version, really…
Wow, I came on here expecting to find interesting points about Herzog’s remarkable memoir, an invaluable chance to look into the mind of one of the most interesting filmmakers of the late twentieth century, a man who (when his muse, Kinski, departed for other shores – possibly the eternal hellfire he most likely deserved, based on a reading of his own memoir, Kinski Uncut) changed careers midstream from visionary drama director to maker of extraordinary documentaries.
Unfortunately, all that’s going on here is an echo of an echo of an echo, people talking around and about events that happened decades ago and involved people they have very little knowledge about, in one case not even a name.
Hollywood is built on the bodies of untold numbers of people who were brutalised in the making of the films we love, and in most cases, of films that nobody could ever even claim to like.
Herzog’s honesty extends to talking about events that would have been extirpated from most memoirs on the grounds that they would make him look like an unsympathetic character. I doubt he cares about your sympathy, and if you choose to avoid watching Aguirre, Strosek, Lessons of Darkness or The White Diamond because you feel happier occupying the moral high ground, then the one who loses out certainly isn’t Werner Herzog.
Heads up!!!! 50% off Criterions almost 3 years ago
I picked up the five (!) disc Fanny and Alexander box set for a remarkably low price, esp. given it’s being shipped to me in Dublin. I know I could rent the European release easily but those extras are mouthwatering, and (shallow, I know) the box looks stunning. Given that it’s one of my favourite films, I think I need to own the best possible version, really…
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Herzog - Conquest of the Useless almost 3 years ago
Wow, I came on here expecting to find interesting points about Herzog’s remarkable memoir, an invaluable chance to look into the mind of one of the most interesting filmmakers of the late twentieth century, a man who (when his muse, Kinski, departed for other shores – possibly the eternal hellfire he most likely deserved, based on a reading of his own memoir, Kinski Uncut) changed careers midstream from visionary drama director to maker of extraordinary documentaries.
Unfortunately, all that’s going on here is an echo of an echo of an echo, people talking around and about events that happened decades ago and involved people they have very little knowledge about, in one case not even a name.
Hollywood is built on the bodies of untold numbers of people who were brutalised in the making of the films we love, and in most cases, of films that nobody could ever even claim to like.
Herzog’s honesty extends to talking about events that would have been extirpated from most memoirs on the grounds that they would make him look like an unsympathetic character. I doubt he cares about your sympathy, and if you choose to avoid watching Aguirre, Strosek, Lessons of Darkness or The White Diamond because you feel happier occupying the moral high ground, then the one who loses out certainly isn’t Werner Herzog.
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