I'm basically at the point where I realize that Werner Herzog might be one of my more favorite directors. He's capable of being simultaneously shocking and provocative without sacrificing any emotional impact and maintaining a sense of humor about the whole thing. I feel like My Son, My Son is a pretty good introduction to Herzog. At least, I dunno, the more modern Herzog. Additionally, Grace Zabriskie is a cold stone freak. In the best possible way. I mean, you can tell from her roles in Big Love and Twin Peaks, that she plays a sweet kooky momma. The real star of the film is Michael Shannon, a fella who I suppose is just starting to get some sweet roles. The man glares like NO OTHER. I feel like this role could have been easily over-the-top but he toes the line between uncomfortable, funny, and just downright scary. I could have also used some more of Brad Dourif as Uncle Ted, but I'm a little biased because I could always use more of Brad Dourif. To get right down to it, there are just so many awesome moments in this film. I barely feel like I could list them all. There are certainly some slower or some sequences that don't work as well as others. But when they work? MAN OH MAN!!!
AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! Grace Zabriskie, get away!