If Richard Wagner begins with a hallucination of gestures, Werner Herzog begins with a hallucination of landscapes. Central to these points of departure is a certain tension between the material and immaterial, the notional and sensational, the naturally occurring and possibly inspired—polar distinctions first suggested by the term aísthēsis and all revitalized by Herzog’s own film aesthetic.2 To experience Nosferatu – Phantom der Nacht (Nosferatu the Vampyre, 1979) is to feel the seemingly incongruous sense of submersion in an illusory dream concurrent with an unbuckling awareness of the concreteness in what Kracauer calls “the objects and occurrences that comprise the flow of material life.”3 Particularly striking about Herzog’s remake o...