the horror
by Douglas Messerli
Werner Herzog (screenwriter and director) Auch Zwerge haben klein angefangen (Even
Dwarfs Started Small) / 1970, USA 1971
Presumably the title of Werner
Herzog’s 1970 film refers to the fact that even “little people” began their
lives as babies and young children, despite the deformity of their bodies in
their
We have no idea why the dwarfed individuals are being held there, nor
who, in fact, is confining them, forcing them to water the plants and feed the
several chickens, the sow, her piglets, and the pet monkey. Most of the
asylum-folk are apparently taken into the city on a weekly voyage, and there is
some evidence of their being educated, since another little person is described
as the “instructor.”
We also know very little about why the group of 8 individuals (along
with two blind little people) who, on the day most of Herzog’s narrative
occurs, have been forced to remain home. We can only imagine, particularly,
after their rebellion, that these few have been left behind as a kind of
punishment. Several times they claim they get more attention by behaving badly
than being good.
The uprising begins with seven of them chasing a younger member of their
group, Pepe, who is ultimately caught and “saved” by the instructor, who ties
him to a chair in the institution director’s office. Angry for the boy’s
removal from their group, they begin banging on doors, killing the sow,
starting up a car that eventually runs in a circle in the courtyard for more
than a half hour, toying with the blind tenants, burning down the asylum
director’s favorite palm tree, joining in a massive food fight which ends in
breaking plates and other tableware, burning the asylum flowers, staging a
cock-fight, and holding a mock crucifixion of the monkey.
In between their often frightening but always fascinating antics, they
threaten the instructor, pour over the instructor’s magazines filled with
pictures of naked women, and gasp over one of their members’ insect collection
for which she has created dresses, hats, and other clothes. Mostly, throughout
this madness, they simply laugh uncontrollably, delighted by their wicked
spree.
By the end of the day, the instructor has gone mad and abandoned the
institution, lecturing a leafless branch for pointing at him. We know from the
very first scene that eventually the asylum director did return, order was
restored and that the least active of their group—who, it appears,
There is, in fact, something sad about many of their actions; for
example, when they attempt to force the two smallest of their group to “get
married,” meaning that they should have sex (reminding one a bit of an early
scene in Pier Paolo Pasolini’s Salo),
the male cannot, even with a running start, climb upon the bed where he might
attempt to consummate the act. When they attempt to torture their blind
cohorts, the two quite handily (at least at first) fend them off with their
walking sticks. Even to check out their behavior, the instructor must climb up
upon a chair to peer through a glass darkly.
Yes, this is a parable, in part, of
ostracism, of the extremes those who have been rejected by political and social
systems will go to be heard, even if their fists can only pound against
impenetrable doors, wherein, as in one instance, one has lost her shoe.
Herzog’s use of wonderful South African native music makes that quite clear.
But Herzog also seems determined to show us something far more profound about
human experience.
As in so many of his films, Herzog
reveals the instinctual chaos of both animal and human nature and his
fascination in observing it. And with actors such as these little people, reminding one at times of the madness of the characters played by Klaus Kinski and Bruno S., Herzog, he is almost
always able to get right to get the heart “the
horror, the horror” of human behavior.
In that sense, we might argue that Herzog is kind of a later-day Joseph
Conrad with of touch of Jack London in him.
Los Angeles, May 8, 2017
Reprinted from World Cinema Review (May 2017).
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