In ‘Werner Herzog at Video Jungle’, the acclaimed German director passes his time manning the front desk of a video rental store in Canterfield. From this vantage point on his Sunday shift, Herzog is granted glimpses into customers’ lives, must battle pestering phone calls from his archenemy (and former muse) Klaus Kinski and reckon with his role in a dying industry.
Caitlin A. Kearney (the show’s writer and solo performer) embodies not just Herzog but also his strange assortment of colleagues and customers. From cinephiles to ex-prisoners, David Lynch to Quentin Tarantino, Kearney covers the gamut of likely suspects. With each new addition, this odd celluloid dream becomes more real and believable.
Don’t question why one video store is populated with Hollywood’s directors and another with its actors, just allow the show’s absurd but intriguing premise shift to one with real emotion. As each new character brings a new perspective on the importance of films, the silliness becomes sentimental. What isn’t more romantic than a film student and passionate cinephile sharing a meet-cute in the aisles?
Kearney’s set, a simple red corner counter-desk, takes you back to those afternoons in adolescence when the whole world sat on the shelves. Re-live the struggle that is deciphering the complex combo-deal of weeklies, new releases and snacks and ponder what could possibly be behind the beaded curtain.