Sometimes, a film requires a review to make sense of it, or to examine what the reader, and subsequent viewer, ought to get from the film. But in this case, I'm not certain Aguirre needs sense imposed; it's an experience, a nightmare played out in slow motion. You might not even know you're dreaming until you wake up.
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While Mr. D and I are not yet done with our OrsonWatch project, we've embarked on an overlapping film series which involves watching every movie in Danny Peary's Cult Movies [volume 1], mostly because every movie we've seen that we heard about from reading it (or the two follow-up volumes) has been awesome. Some may dispute the cult cred of the titles, and I've seen many of them before, but we figure it's as good a guide as any. So for my own amusement, I'm going to list them here in the hopes it will make me write reviews of them as I go.
( the classics, the sleepers, the weird, and the wonderful )