Werner Herzog Eats His Shoe
***
out of ****

The
fundamental question is not, why would Werner Herzog eat his shoe?
Judging from what we know of the German New Wave director, the
question that we really must ask is, Why not? The myths that surround
his legacy are legendary and, for the most part, true: He is a
man willing to haul a 340-ton steamship over a mountain simply
to capture the shot of its metallic body groaning at the pressure,
willing to risk his life shooting on the rim of an erupting volcano,
willing to cast and direct a paranoid schizophrenic in his lead
roles at the risk of his cast and crew, willing to take an entire
film crew thousands of miles into the jungle where indigenous
tribes are right in the middle of a savage border war.
With
such a remarkable, even mad, list of feats behind him, eating
a shoe seems like a minor event. Yet in a way, it is an appropriate,
humorous summation of his career as a filmmaker—a perfect
allegory for the extremes that he is willing to go to make his
films. Most people run the risk of eating their own foot when
they take chances on the scale of Herzog’s obsessions; remarkably
he always triumphs (I’ve yet to see a film by Herzog that
does anything less than succeed), and he prefers to eat his shoe
without any prompting. Herzog, after all, famously said, “If
I had to climb into hell and wrestle the devil himself for one
of my films, I would do it.” When he will eat a shoe on
a whim and it occurs to us that it is one of the most “normal”
things he’s ever done in a movie, we take such a claim seriously
and literally.
The
real question at hand is, why would any person—even one
of the world’s greatest filmmakers—risk so much to
capture a few moments of cinema? This short documentary by Les
Blank (Burden of Dreams) is helpful because it allows
the director to clearly outline his mission statement: “We
are at war,” Herzog explains in the film’s opening
moments, “with talk shows and commercials and television
programs. We are at war with Bonanza. Television kills
our imagination and what we end up with are worn-out images because
of the inability of too many people to seek out fresh ones.”
And
there you have it. Here is the maker of mesmerizing pictures—indeed,
some of the greatest—who is obsessed with capturing new
images, with ripping ideas out of dreams and recreating them on
the screen as only slightly more tangible. All for the sake of
his war to give us new images, to wake us up from the possession
of Oprah and Survivor. And he will personally put himself
on the line to give us these images, just like any good soldier
is expected to risk their life for their cause. He will even eat
his shoe if it can inspire someone to follow in his footsteps
and take up his crusade.
If
“inspire” is the right word—perhaps “dare”
would fit better. The story goes that Errol Morris was a protégé
of Herzog’s who wanted to make a film about American pet
cemeteries, tentatively called The Gates of Heaven. Herzog
encouraged him by promising to eat his shoe if the film ever got
made. That the bulk of Werner Herzog Eats His Shoe takes
place at the premier of The Gates of Heaven is an indication
that Morris indeed shot his film and Herzog is indeed a jolly
good sport. He’s even good enough to cook the very shoe
he was wearing the day that he made his promise, and to eat it
in front of a live audience at Blank’s prompting (served
with garlic, onions, and lots of hot sauce: “It gets better
with each bite,” Herzog explains as he cuts the shoe with
a pair of scissors).
This
20-minute documentary simply follows the director to the premier
of The Gates of Heaven, watches him prepare his shoe
in a large pot, and listens to him talk about his role as a filmmaker,
and his utmost respect for Errol Morris. In a sense, this short
is sort of an extended promotion for Morris’ film: Herzog
says of The Gates of Heaven, “You listen to the
president’s state of the union address, and you have no
idea what is going on in the union. If you watch this film, you
will understand instantly.” The film has been heralded as
one of the greatest documentaries ever made, and Roger Ebert ranks
it among the ten greatest films of all time.
Shoe
also works as a bridge between The Gates of Heaven and
Les Blank’s own Burden of Dreams, a film about
the turbulent making of Herzog’s Fitzcarraldo.
Blank and Herzog are collaborators and friends, and after his
short production, Herzog invited the filmmaker along to record
the making of the troublesome shoot, considered one of the most
difficult in the history of cinema. I was recently asked to make
a list of films that best showcase a vision of a descent into
hell, and Burden of Dreams is near the top. Blank perfectly
captured Herzog’s genius and madness as Fitzcarraldo
fell deeper and deeper into complicated ordeals that time and
time again nearly brought death to both the production and Herzog’s
career (“I should not make any more movies. I should be
locked up in an insane asylum.” he tells Blank at one point.).
Werner
Herzog Eats His Shoe, then, is the film that came in between—it
is the epilogue to Morris’ film and the prologue to Blank’s.
Together, the three make an interesting trilogy about the relationship
between noble intentions and mad pursuits. Here, we see that Herzog
is a fascinating person who deserves a far more thorough examination.
Herzog’s true depth, of course, is explored in Burden
of Dreams, so it is appropriate that this, the opening chapter,
is now a special feature on the Criterion Collection’s DVD
of that film. Watch them together, but watch The Gates of
Heaven first. Then watch Fitzcarraldo, and support
Herzog’s war on television.
Cast:
Werner Herzog
A Flower Films presentation.
Directed by Les Blank. No M.P.A.A. rating, but contains gruesome
images of shoe abuse. Running time: 20 minutes. Original year
of release: 1980.
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