It was going along just fine, and I found myself actually enjoying it. But then Herzog betrays us and gives us a sadistic ending that, while well made, felt completely out of place and dishonest to the rest of the film.
As bleak and hopeless as anything Herzog has ever made. Though it lacks the eye-popping visuals of some of his other work, Stroszek is just as strange and beautiful. It's an exploration into the American soul that only a European could provide. The film progresses along like a piece of poetry, I honestly can't describe the reaction I had to this amazing film.