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Written by Sarah Boslaugh Wednesday, 19 October 2011 09:31
More than anything, Into the Abyss seems to be Herzog’s attempt to make an Errol Morris film, with the trademark Morris straight-to-camera interviews, penchant for exploiting strange characters and moments, and odd cuts which serve no purpose except to remind us of the presence of the camera.

More than anything, Into the Abyss seems to be Herzog’s attempt to make an Errol Morris film, with the trademark Morris straight-to-camera interviews, penchant for exploiting strange characters and moments, and odd cuts which serve no purpose except to remind us of the presence of the camera. Through it all, Herzog seems like a voyeur, or worse a vampire, feeding on his subjects’ defenselessness to fuel some perverse fascination of his own. The result is a collage which seems to have been hastily slapped together but which will reward art house audiences with the undeniable pleasure of feeling superior not only to the murderers but also to those individuals foolish enough to allow themselves to be interviewed.