Now in his 80s, Werner Herzog is considered a cultural icon that functions entirely on his own terms. In the vein of his quirky and captivating cinematic works, the director's seventh book ignores traditional rules of storytelling, blurring the distinctions between truth and invention while examining the core nature of truth itself.
This compact work presents the director's views on truth in an time flooded by digitally-created falsehoods. His concepts appear to be an expansion of Herzog's earlier statement from the turn of the century, containing powerful, cryptic viewpoints that range from rejecting fly-on-the-wall filmmaking for clouding more than it clarifies to surprising declarations such as "prefer death over a hairpiece".
Several fundamental principles form Herzog's understanding of truth. First is the notion that chasing truth is more significant than ultimately discovering it. According to him explains, "the journey alone, moving us closer the hidden truth, permits us to participate in something fundamentally unattainable, which is truth". Additionally is the belief that raw data deliver little more than a dull "accountant's truth" that is less useful than what he calls "rapturous reality" in assisting people grasp existence's true nature.
Were another author had composed The Future of Truth, I believe they would receive harsh criticism for teasing out of the reader
Going through the book is similar to attending a fireside monologue from an engaging relative. Among various gripping tales, the strangest and most memorable is the account of the Palermo pig. According to Herzog, long ago a pig was wedged in a vertical sewage pipe in Palermo, the Mediterranean region. The animal was trapped there for years, surviving on scraps of sustenance thrown down to it. Eventually the swine took on the shape of its container, becoming a type of semi-transparent cube, "ethereally white ... shaky like a big chunk of gelatin", taking in sustenance from above and eliminating waste beneath.
The filmmaker uses this tale as an allegory, relating the Palermo pig to the risks of long-distance interstellar travel. If mankind begin a journey to our closest habitable world, it would need generations. Over this duration the author envisions the intrepid travelers would be obliged to mate closely, turning into "genetically altered beings" with little awareness of their mission's purpose. Ultimately the astronauts would change into light-colored, larval beings rather like the Sicilian swine, capable of little more than ingesting and defecating.
The morbidly fascinating and accidentally funny transition from Mediterranean pipes to space mutants provides a lesson in the author's concept of exhilarating authenticity. Because audience members might find to their dismay after attempting to confirm this intriguing and scientifically unlikely geometric animal, the Italian hog appears to be mythical. The quest for the restrictive "literal veracity", a reality based in mere facts, ignores the purpose. Why was it important whether an imprisoned Sicilian farm animal actually became a shaking gelatinous cube? The true message of the author's story suddenly becomes clear: penning animals in limited areas for long durations is imprudent and generates aberrations.
Were another writer had authored The Future of Truth, they could face negative feedback for unusual narrative selections, rambling remarks, conflicting thoughts, and, honestly, taking the piss out of the public. Ultimately, the author allocates multiple pages to the melodramatic narrative of an theatrical work just to illustrate that when art forms include powerful emotion, we "invest this preposterous core with the full array of our own feeling, so that it appears curiously real". However, since this volume is a compilation of particularly Herzogian thoughts, it resists severe panning. A sparkling and imaginative rendition from the source language â where a mythical creature researcher is portrayed as "a ham sandwich short of a picnic" â remarkably makes the author more Herzog in approach.
While much of The Future of Truth will be familiar from his previous works, movies and conversations, one comparatively recent component is his meditation on AI-generated content. The author points repeatedly to an algorithm-produced perpetual conversation between fake voice replicas of the author and another thinker in digital space. Because his own methods of reaching exhilarating authenticity have featured fabricating statements by famous figures and casting actors in his non-fiction films, there is a possibility of inconsistency. The separation, he contends, is that an intelligent individual would be fairly able to recognize {lies|false
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