Ahh the ONLY Warner Hertzog film I have ever seen was about a French cave…
It was VERY visual … in a smallish cinema, and I think there was a recipe to chill the room as the movie progressed or else it was so atmospheric it happened by some kind of psycho physical emotional entrapment
- whatever it was, I grew colder and colder and colder and more and more claustrophobic as the hours passed (it felt like hours).
