Some things have changed since ancient Greek times, while other things have, more or less, remained the same.

Odd little short from Herzog. Feels very much like some film school project, but there's not too much to expect from someone's first outing. As everyone else has said, you have to start somewhere.

Uhh, well, I guess everyone's gotta start somewhere.

At first I thought it pretentious and mysanthropic, then it gradually grew on me and I thought it was just bitter. Eventually, I think it paints sort of an intriguing picture of bitterness... I don't know if it's that self-conscious but since this IS Herzog, let's be large and give it the credit.

Herzog's first film isn't exactly good, but everyone's gotta start somewhere. This is certainly an odd little film, with its contrast of bodybuilding footage with racing crashes, airstrikes, and landfills. The jazz music doesn't fit in too well.

The first Herzog is not quite to my taste, to be honest. It takes, in barely nine minutes, the myth of Hercules and tries to translate it into the social problems of today. The score is annoying and the whole thing is just too artsy and pretentious to bear with (something I wish I hadn't have to say about Herzog), but at least it may leave you thinking for a moment. It's a thing that most films today, at least ten times longer, can't achieve.

Herzog's humble beginnings. Like thumbing through a middle school yearbook and finding an awkward photo of your current crush.