A masterpiece. Sublime, breathtaking masterwork. Ghana literally shines. The last epic Herzog/Kinski collaboration is one transcendent trans-Atlantic journey into the auteur's most rebellious and furious statement yet. He always explored openly the darkest corners of the soul in the most unknown frontiers of our worldwide geography, and the spirit of epic adventure is ultimately translated, not into a humanist statement, but into a testimony about humanism. Predatory environments and splashes of beauty can arise in all parts of the world, and Kinski is, once again, the vehicle to explore the unknown of both the soul and the physical world to extrapolate radical conclusions about human dignity and mankind's struggle for survival reflected as a subconscious scream for spiritual salvation.Aguirre, the Wrath of God (1972) might be the most insane adventure tale ever told, and Fitzcarraldo (1982) might be the second most overtly-ambitious tropical adventure after Coppola's project that almost pushed him to insanity, but like a Kobayashi anti-war epic, and unlike the previously mentioned Herzog pieces, this speaks books about humanism and it does it proudly through the most unconventional means: realistic, up-to-date sociopolitical transgressions and an "anti-hero" to set the terms of the day. Politics just convolutes everything and Herzog uses them wisely to highlight the futility of subjectively assigned "ranks", be it an empire, a democracy or a kingdom.96/100














