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My Son, My Son, My Synopsis

My Son, My Son, My SynopsisEver since the incredible Incident at Loch Ness, we’ve become big fans of director Werner Herzog. The man is a genius, and more so you just never know what he’s going to pull out of his sleeve. Today though we get a tiny glimpse.

A synopsis and teaser poster for Herzog’s latest film, My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done?, produced by David Lynch and starring Michael Shannon alongside Willem Dafoe and Chloe Sevigny, surfaced online today over on Paper Street Films with the guys over at Quiet Earth making the find.

Based on the true story of a San Diego man who stabbed and killed his mother with a sword(!), the official synopsis is as follows:

“The film opens as officers arrive at the scene – a typical middle-class neighborhood in San Diego. The suspect has barricaded himself inside a home and appears to have taken hostages. Two friends he had urgently telephoned earlier that morning arrive, but too late. As they and their neighbors try to come to grips with what has happened, they tell their stories to the detective in charge of the crime scene. In a series of flashbacks, the bizarre story of Brad Macallam begins to emerge. After an ill-fated white-water kayaking trip in a distant land, Brad finds readjustment to suburban life increasingly difficult. As his disaffection grows and his relations with those around him become strained, he glimpses a world more vivid and strangely frightening than others can see. The detectives try to penetrate the mystery of his story, but the questions only multiply. Brad’s unfolding personal and family drama leads to an obsession with the ancient play, finally driving him to murder.

Now we’ve all been pissed at our parents, but maiming them with a friggin’ sword? And here I thought my usage of a waterboard was over-the-top! Ahem … more as it comes.

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