At the World Livestock Auctioneer Championships in New Holland, Pennsylvania, contestants test their verbal skills and speed. Beyond the competition and an interview with the winner, Herzog also touches on the Amish population located in the area.
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Good old boys with an honest professional. Perhaps Herzog's most comforting and warm-hearted film. A counter reading might see a grotesque performance of shamanic capitalism. Meat and white people. But I'm not in the mood to think about the Republicans values harbored by these communities. Sometimes you need some sweetness and charm amongst the stink.
A film with John Denver's Country Roads as musical score deserves 3 stars at the least. I also enjoyed the Pennsylvania countryside and the Amishes. Good documentary but nobody spoke about the cows. They looked very sad.
Herzog chose a fascinating subject for this short documentary: In focusing on the use of the human voice at the boundary between maximum functionality and poetic musicality he gives insight into a certain code of business life, but in showing glimpses of the Amish people he also created the image of a highly contrasting practice of living.
A celebration of a dying art, or perhaps the human commitment to supreme impracticality. I love that this is a documentary subject in itself, perhaps a bit less enthused that so much time is spent on the actually auctioneering, which my novice ears find ridiculous and unpleasant. Herzog finds a nice visual contrast with the Amish communities, though their presence is a little baffling.
Disclosure: I put on my winged Japanese headphones and lay down and closed my eyes and just listened to these hypnotic MCs. They're full-on mutants, every single one. Go try it, this is on instant streaming.
un tour de force que cette improbable plongée dans un univers aussi loufoque qu'énigmatique... Le moindre des prétendants battrait aisément l'ensemble du wu-tang clan sur le terrain du flow. On en sort sonné par ces prouesses vocales, une virtuosité de l'inutile qui laisse interdit...