Film

Aguirre, the Wrath of God

Name: Aguirre, the Wrath of God
Genre: History, Adventure, Drama
Released: 1972
Cast: Klaus Kinski, Helena Rojo, Del Negro, Ruy Guerra, Peter Berling

Werner Herzog sends a doomed Spanish expedition down the Amazon in search of El Dorado, and what you get is less a period adventure than a slow poisoning of the mind. Klaus Kinski's Aguirre is coiled, feral, self-appointed royalty of a raft going nowhere. It's beautiful, oppressive, and deeply strange — for people who want cinema that unsettles rather than entertains.

TMDb rating

7.4

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