(Werner Herzog, 1982)

with Jess de Martine, BAM Rose Cinemas, 9/6/14



Where lyricism meets sweat, you’ll find Werner Herzog.  There’s something wonderfully concrete about his films; however poetic and symbolic they may be in the outline, they still manage to fill your nostrils with the scents and stenches of the world you’re being thrust into.  There’s all the difference in the world between understanding the phrase “drag a steamship over a mountain” and the experience of actually watching people drag a goddamn steamship over a goddamn mountainFitzcarraldo gets off to a bit of a rocky start, and the ending is perhaps not as cathartic as we’d like it to be.  But as long as they’re dragging that steamship over that mountain, the movie is absolutely transfixing – and delectably surreal.

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