+Cameron W That's because Werner Herzog directed it. He's being doing those sorts of shots in his films for almost 40 years now! Haha. Check out some of his films (Aguirre: The Wrath of God. Stroszek. Fitzcarraldo. Rescue Dawn. Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans. Grizzly Man. etc.)
Well, Werner's voice harkens back to a Waffen-SS lieutenant for one--that's creepy on an AP-UPI-Global scale. Also, the band is NOT ALL HERE! Why is that? Whatever the reason the video is decidedly dour and I almost regret watching it. So, no, you are not alone my friend. PS These guys are one of my favorite bands: Their music, their fashion, their onslaught, specifically that of Mr. Brightside back in 2004 (that left most in both the working class and the intelligentsia stunned, quite frankly); their initial formation and untouchable, meteoric rise to fame--they may hold the record for shortest duration from first official recording to super-stardom--I believe it was less than 20 months? Either way, you gotta love it. They are the chosen ones...
@@GotLotsaFaith your comment is not only idiotic, it's also racist and that's not an opinion, strong German accent= Waffen SS really? Grow up, we're in 21th Century.
idk i dont like this. Everyone (especially the King of Anxiety aka Brandon) seems so uncomfortable... and Dave isn’t there? There’s just a weird vibe and I know that’s because it’s artsy but... :/
I was born in Vegas and lived here my entire life (18 years), but I honestly feel that the strip isn't part of the real Vegas. I feel its more of a suburban city with lots of cultural diversity. Not so much about the casinos...
I love how he managed to make them look like assholes. It is not too difficult to do that, dont´get me wrong, but I love the idea of taking their money for this useless video and still making an artwork.
Totally agree. I like listening to the Killers, but they are pop and don’t have a lot of substance. Hence a 7 minute documentary that still feels too long
What did The Killers do to deserve the great Werner Herzog? What’s next, Martin Scorsese presents Justin Bieber? A Francis Ford Coppola production of Nickelback, perhaps?