While I watch”: “My Son, My Son What Have Ye Done?”

I will occasional become somewhat of a fanatic or some could say a “crush” on a particular person or idea. Well, over the past few months I have had a sudden interest in an elderly German man named, Werner Herzog…

Okay, so that was the first intro and maaaannn is it bad. Okay, I’m 12 minutes into “My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done?” It’s the NEWEST Werner Herzog movie. (if you don’t know who that is Netflix “Bad Lieutenant Port of Calls: New Orleans” and try and tell me it’s not B.A. and Nic Cage is not  your new favorite actor)

19:59 minutes in and I can say Werner Herzog is my favorite art-house director; his ability to make the mundane oddly beautiful. The steady-cam oatmeal can down the driveway was amazing. So, David Lynch produces the movie and I’ve been waiting, for a little bit of the Lynch in the soup…  And I think I found it in the creepy Mom! Oh, and there was a guy with an oxygen mask on. 01.03 hrs in: Herzog takes his time with every shot; there is not a wasted frame in the film. Just finished. Wow, it’s nice to have a wonderful film to wash away the bad taste of “Creature.” I wonder if Herzog wrote the mariachi scene or they just turned on the camera and ran with it? Neither one would surprise me. The movie is awesome; if you are looking for some art/indie drama to cleans your palate of other crap you’ve seen a hundred times.  Ooo I almost forgot; Chloe Sevigny is hot in frumpy sweaters. You can view the trailer here.

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