"My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done" unfurls as a disquieting psychological tapestry woven from the threads of a real-life matricide. Imagine a theatrical actor, seemingly consumed by his role in a Greek tragedy, suddenly turning his fictional fury into a horrifying reality. This isn't a straightforward crime story; it's a descent into the fractured psyche of a man grappling with delusion and the suffocating grip of his overbearing mother. Werner Herzog's signature surreal touch permeates the narrative, blurring the lines between sanity and madness, reality and performance, leaving the audience to piece together the unsettling truth behind the unthinkable act. Expect a film that lingers in the mind long after the credits roll, prompting questions about the nature of influence, the fragility of the human mind, and the unsettling potential for darkness within the ordinary.
