'Werner Herzog Eats His Shoe (1980)' is not just about Werner Herzog eating his shoe, even though he does indeed do that. The promise of an acclaimed director literally dining out on his worn-out leather loafers (or whatever non-alliterative make they really are) is, essentially, enough to get anyone to watch, but I suppose that people popping this documentary on for its eponymous premise alone may, indeed, be somewhat disappointed, especially considering that the footwear feeding takes up perhaps less than half of its run-time (though, the idea of it dominates the entire piece) and that the actual eating isn't technically on-screen at all. I have no doubt that Herzog really did do the deed, especially since most of it takes place in front of a live audience, but the lack of overt cobbler chewing is certainly a missed opportunity in terms of comedy, cringe and intrigue. Still, all three of those things are here in spades. The spectacle of watching a man cook and eat his shoe because he said he would do so, presumably in the flippant way the expression is usually used, is undoubtedly real. It's also quite funny, especially since Herzog himself is so casual all the time - I mean, this is the man who would later just brush off a bullet wound because "it's not significant". Here, he's more occupied with monologuing about the current, clown-like state of film, his dislike of commercials and talk-shows, how he views a 'lack of images' as a real world-threat, the time that he jumped into a cactus to show his crew that he understood what they were going through and, perhaps most importantly, how fantastic his friend Errol Morris' new film is. Of course, it's the latter that got this flick made. The whole shoe-eating bet came about because Morris was complaining of a lack of funding for his eventual 'Gates Of Heaven (1978)'; Herzog's fulfilment of this bet was used to promote that movie at one of its pre-distribution screenings and this documentary, essentially, furthers that goal. So, despite Herzog's apparent dislike of commercials, that's all this basically serves as, aside from a comic curiosity and opportunity for Herzog to express his views. It doesn't feel like it's selling you anything, aside from when it overtly is (when people talk up 'Gates Of Heaven (1978)' presumably because they genuinely enjoy it), and it has enough flair to be enjoyable in its own right. It feels like the sort of thing you'd see on YouTube nowadays, a well-produced video more at home online than on the big-screen. It's entertaining enough and is fairly funny on occasion. Plus, some of the stuff that Herzog says seems pretty wise, resonating across the years to be just as relevant today (if not more so). If you know what you're getting into or are a fan of Herzog and his dead-pan nonchalance, I'd say that you'll enjoy this short film... I wouldn't bet my shoe on it, though. 6/10
