Long-time readers may remember that I had a dream last summer, based on a Werner Herzog movie, just before I set off on our house-building trip.
This past week, I was in a Herzog mood again, and I made Sooz watch Grizzly Man and one of his beautiful old short films.
I've had no new dreams yet, but I am reminded that Herzog's films are generally about outsiders who collide with a different culture. Generally, the poor deluded outsider doesn't end up well.
Hmmm...
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I still can never forgive myself for falling asleep during The Third Man. I'll blame stress, but really? No excuse.
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