"The Rogue Film School will not teach anything technical related to film-making. For this purpose, please enroll at your local film school."
If you've got some free time in Spring 2010, you could do worse than apply to Werner Herzog's Rogue Film School ($1450 plus expenses), a 3-day seminar that "is about a way of life. It is about a climate, the excitement that makes film possible. It will be about poetry, films, music, images, literature." But, this being Werner Herzog, of course there's more!
Related, but more practical subjects, will be the art of lockpicking. Traveling on foot. The exhilaration of being shot at unsuccessfully. The athletic side of filmmaking. The creation of your own shooting permits. The neutralization of bureaucracy. Guerrilla tactics. Self reliance.It is, as the website says, NOT FOR THE FAINT-HEARTED. Could it be anything other than amazing? [Via]Censorship will be enforced. There will be no talk of shamans, of yoga classes, nutritional values, herbal teas, discovering your Boundaries, and Inner Growth.
Although I have created my own shooting permits, I do yoga so I need this. If I can write this off, I'm there.
Nina:
I think I may have to come with you on this. I have never wanted to do anything like a film seminar before, but I have always wanted to meet this madman.
Plus we could hang. Do each others hair. Take some peyote. Punch a cop.
Or as I call it - Arbor Day.
Count me in!
Ever since I heard about this I've been seriously figuring out how I can pull the fee together and sign up.
If someone will publish our adventures, we write it off. Or we make a film doing cheesy re-enactments of the seminar like America's Most Wanted or PBS.
Publish???Incident at Rogue Film School. I'm good for a little, plus whatever I won in the Great Annual Change Bowl Guessing Game.
If I won the lottery I would pay Herzog to make a documentary about my life. I want the full Timothy Treadwell treatment.
When does he teach you to shoot guns?
I just named a hair after you.
I don't know what I'm more excited about: the thought of eating shoes for lunch or my prospects for the riverboat pulling team.