School of Rogue

While listening to this interview with the great and glorious Werner Herzog, I learned of Herzog's Rogue Film School. It has some guidelines I thought more workshops might want to emulate:
  • The Rogue Film School 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.

  • Excerpts of films will be discussed, which could include your submitted films; they may be shown and discussed as well. Depending on the materials, the attention will revolve around essential questions: how does music function in film? How do you narrate a story? (This will certainly depart from the brainless teachings of three-act-screenplays). How do you sensitize an audience? How is space created and understood by an audience? How do you produce and edit a film? How do you create illumination and an ecstasy of truth?

  • 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.

  • Censorship will be enforced. There will be no talk of shamans, of yoga classes, nutritional values, herbal teas, discovering your Boundaries, and Inner Growth.

  • Related, but more reflective, will be a reading list: if possible, read Virgil's "Georgics", read Hemingway's "The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber", The Poetic Edda, translated by Lee M. Hollander (in particular the Prophecy of the Seeress), Bernal Diaz del Castillo "True History of the Conquest of New Spain"

  • Follow your vision. Form secretive Rogue Cells everywhere. At the same time, be not afraid of solitude.
The description on the front page is marvelous as well:
The Rogue Film School is not for the faint-hearted; it is for those who have travelled on foot, who have worked as bouncers in sex clubs or as wardens in a lunatic asylum, for those who are willing to learn about lockpicking or forging shooting permits in countries not favoring their projects. In short: for those who have a sense for poetry. For those who are pilgrims. For those can tell a story to four year old children and hold their attention. For those who have a fire burning within. For those who have a dream.


  1. You have missed your chance to apply for the January Rogue School seminar in LA! But be not deterred. We will be ambushing the NH wilds in the middle of the coldest day in February, when the wind hurls icicles like daggers at your breast, when all you have to eat are pine cones and frozen squirrels, when your eyelashes pierce your cheeks, and when, in this whirlwind of pain, you finally achieve your infernal desire.

    Cash payable in advance.

    sincerely, W. Herzog

  2. Damn right. Nothin' like an herbal tea to give an art form the girl cooties.

  3. Pah, herbal tea! Pure essence of weakness, that. Glad you see the ecstatic truth, Mr. Moles!

    I must now further my plans to foment civil war against the latte-sippers in Vermont. Is it any surprise that no great art has ever come from such a wimpy state? Why, they're almost as bad as Switzerland! Harry Lime pegged those namby-pambies!

    Onward, rogue revolutionaries!

  4. See it now!
    In LA!
    In NH!
    From sunny coast to frigid north, from this Land is your land to this Land is Nigh land.

    My latest movie: My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done.

    Not since Oh Brother Where Art Thou has a film so embraced the rogue implications of an archaic English title. Not since The Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans has a film remained so true to the Herzogian ethos.

    See it now!

    Cash payable in advance.

    As always, W. Herzog

  5. Verily, the testosterone, it runneth over.


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