Towards the end of Werner Herzog’s remake/reimagining of Nosferatu, pseudo-Mina-stand-in Lucy** (Isabelle Adjani) wanders outside through a crowd of revelers, basking in dance and each other’s company. The rub here is that in the background of all this merriment – half-discarded coffins and lost crud-stained pigs roam unnoticed. Lucy finally comes to a stop, noting an upper-class family enjoying a lavish dinner outside. The family gobbles platters of grub while delicately sipping their goblets of wine; however underneath the elegantly carved wooden table the family dines at, hundreds of rats scurry along nibbling at their bare feet. The imagery here clearly gets at the bleak nihilistic heart of Herzog’s picture: life just a series of distractions from the cold inevitability of death. All the joy and cheer of existence – a simple means for laymen to wish away and ignore their own impending insignificance. Hit the jump, to continue reading.