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I don't know how to give you guys a review or rating on this one. It's a documentary by Werner Herzog. If I had my way, I'd take this man's camera away from him. Forever. I'll get back to that. The problem is that the documentary is about this cave found in France that contains all this amazing artwork, arguably the oldest human artwork ever found, and thanks to the condition of the cave (there was a rock slide that sealed the main entrance something like 25,000 years), this cave artwork is in pristine condition. The French government barely lets anyone in and when they do, those going in can only stay for a very brief time.
So, you see, this is it. If you want to see these drawings--meaning, not as pictures online but like you're wandering through the cave yourself--you have to see the movie. Unless you've got a lot of pull with the French government. This cave is locked up with a steel door on its one opening. I wanted to metaphorically walk through that cave and see the paintings, and so I went to see the documentary.
Oh. My. God. This director makes the sort of documentaries that people who make mock documentaries mock! Utterly ridiculous! The "good" is that you get to see all the artwork and the cave itself, which is wonderful. The bad is, frankly everything else. Most of the experts who discuss the art and paleolithic man are as emotional, sentimental, and prone to flights of fancy as the director is (one woman argues that the image of a female pubic area near the image of a bison is like Picasso's Lady & the Minotaur--and here I was thinking it was just naughty graffiti
); there's a lot of weird surmises and noble savage shit.
Meanwhile the director narrates the thing as if it's the Seventh Seal and asks penetrating questions like: "But all you know are these facts. What about the people? Did they laugh? Cry? Fall in love?" Aaarrrggg! Included in this film is, I kid you not, an ex-French perfumer who looks like Rodney Dangerfield and discusses how the cave might have smelled, a European archeologist wearing furs who recreated a bone flute and plays the Star Spangled Banner on it, and albino crocodiles. Don't ask.
All in 3-D. Surreal doesn't begin to cover it. And yes, by the end I was laughing my ass off, it's gotten so absurd. But the cave paintings are amazing, and when the film maker shuts up and doesn't get in the way of them with his stupid pondering on life, the universe and everything, you can really sit back and admire how those artists captured their world on cave walls.
So, you see, this is it. If you want to see these drawings--meaning, not as pictures online but like you're wandering through the cave yourself--you have to see the movie. Unless you've got a lot of pull with the French government. This cave is locked up with a steel door on its one opening. I wanted to metaphorically walk through that cave and see the paintings, and so I went to see the documentary.
Oh. My. God. This director makes the sort of documentaries that people who make mock documentaries mock! Utterly ridiculous! The "good" is that you get to see all the artwork and the cave itself, which is wonderful. The bad is, frankly everything else. Most of the experts who discuss the art and paleolithic man are as emotional, sentimental, and prone to flights of fancy as the director is (one woman argues that the image of a female pubic area near the image of a bison is like Picasso's Lady & the Minotaur--and here I was thinking it was just naughty graffiti
Meanwhile the director narrates the thing as if it's the Seventh Seal and asks penetrating questions like: "But all you know are these facts. What about the people? Did they laugh? Cry? Fall in love?" Aaarrrggg! Included in this film is, I kid you not, an ex-French perfumer who looks like Rodney Dangerfield and discusses how the cave might have smelled, a European archeologist wearing furs who recreated a bone flute and plays the Star Spangled Banner on it, and albino crocodiles. Don't ask.
All in 3-D. Surreal doesn't begin to cover it. And yes, by the end I was laughing my ass off, it's gotten so absurd. But the cave paintings are amazing, and when the film maker shuts up and doesn't get in the way of them with his stupid pondering on life, the universe and everything, you can really sit back and admire how those artists captured their world on cave walls.
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