In the late 1970's, director Werner Herzog made a bet with then-unknown director Errol Morris: if Morris ever finished his documentary Gates of Heaven, Herzog would literally eat his shoe. It may have seemed a safe bet for Herzog -- Gates is a very strange film: a slow, almost dreamlike documentary concerning a family's failing pet cemetery, and another man's thoughts on life and death, influenced by his day job running an animal rendering plant.
So, predictably, Morris finished his film, released... READ ON