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Scenarios #2
Scenarios II: Signs of Life / Even Dwarfs Started Small / Fata Morgana / Heart of Glass
The second in a series: the master filmmaker’s prose scenarios for four of his notable films
Written in Werner Herzog’s signature fashion—more prose poem than screenplay, transcribing the vision unfolding before him as if in a dream—the four scenarios here reveal an iconoclastic craftsman at the height of his powers. In a brief introduction, Herzog describes the circumstances surrounding each scenario, inviting readers into the mysterious process whereby one man’s vision becomes every viewer’s waking dream.
Written in Werner Herzog’s signature fashion—more prose poem than screenplay, transcribing the vision unfolding before him as if in a dream—the four scenarios here reveal an iconoclastic craftsman at the height of his powers. In a brief introduction, Herzog describes the circumstances surrounding each scenario, inviting readers into the mysterious process whereby one man’s vision becomes every viewer’s waking dream.
- GenresFilm
200 pages, Paperback
Published October 9, 2018
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Werner Herzog
64 books996 followersWerner Herzog (born Werner Stipetić) is a German film director, screenwriter, actor, and opera director.
He is often associated with the German New Wave movement (also called New German Cinema), along with Rainer Werner Fassbinder, Margarethe von Trotta, Volker Schlöndorff, Wim Wenders and others. His films often feature heroes with impossible dreams, or people with unique talents in obscure fields.
He is often associated with the German New Wave movement (also called New German Cinema), along with Rainer Werner Fassbinder, Margarethe von Trotta, Volker Schlöndorff, Wim Wenders and others. His films often feature heroes with impossible dreams, or people with unique talents in obscure fields.
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June 18, 2019
"Miro en la distancia, hasta el fin del mundo. Antes de que acabe el día, el fin llegará. Primero, el tiempo se detendrá, después lo hará la tierra. Las nubes empezarán una carrera la tierra hervirá, ésta es la señal, el comienzo del fin. El límite del mundo comienza a desmoronarse...
Miro en la catarata. Siento su resaca, me atrae, me succiona. Comienzo a caer, el vértigo se apodera de mí. Ahora miro a un lugar, dónde las aguas hacen acrobacias Anhelo un lugar en el cual mi ojos puedan descansar. Me vuelvo ligero, más ligero, más ligero. Todo se vuelve ligero, vuelo hacia las alturas. Al margen de caídas y de vuelos, surge una nueva tierra. Como la sumergida Atlántida, la tierra surge de las aguas. Veo una nueva tierra."
Miro en la catarata. Siento su resaca, me atrae, me succiona. Comienzo a caer, el vértigo se apodera de mí. Ahora miro a un lugar, dónde las aguas hacen acrobacias Anhelo un lugar en el cual mi ojos puedan descansar. Me vuelvo ligero, más ligero, más ligero. Todo se vuelve ligero, vuelo hacia las alturas. Al margen de caídas y de vuelos, surge una nueva tierra. Como la sumergida Atlántida, la tierra surge de las aguas. Veo una nueva tierra."
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