About Cave of Forgotten Dreams:
It’s too bad the movie isn’t better. It feels like Herzog never figured out quite what to do with these images, besides point the camera at them and let us marvel along with him. That’s sufficient for a while, but the nature of film is motion, and the nature of ekphrasis is transformation. It’s never enough for one work of art to simply present another; what we require from poetry or lyric prose or film based in a work of art is a kind of active engagement which places that work in a new context, gets inside it, turns it inside out, somehow involves us in the process of knowing. We want to be involved with someone else’s coming to terms; we want the work of art about the work of art to do something we couldn’t do by ourselves.
The Fourth Policeman 