Tuesday, July 29, 2008
I netflixed Werner Herzog's Fata Morgana. I wasn't in the mood, and only made it halfway. Some of the shots are interesting and mysterious, but the film stock transferred to DVD is much less than pristine. When a film is mostly silent footage of desert with occasional voice-over readings from the Papal Vuh you need a quality transfer.
So I did what I often do when distracted during one of Herzog's not-quite successful experiments: I listened to his commentary track. Always worth the price of admission.