Even Dwarfs Started Small (Werner Herzog, 1970) aka Auch Zwerge haben klein angefangen

This film isn't just depraved and misanthropic, it's depraved and misanthropic with heart.
Despite it's grotesqueness, it depicts a fantasy of rebellion and transgression that I've loved for years. The urge to break free and destroy the confining objects and circumstances of our lives is within all of us.
The potential joy of trashing and rendering inoperable our cars, the implements of our work, even our foodstuffs and houses lurks somewhere on a subconcious level, wether we are able to admit it to ourselves or not.
Herzog has made an archetypal statement, very simply and unambiguously. The exhilaration of watching these laughing little people dismantle, bludgeon and set fire to their surroundings is immense. The movie is one of those movies that you really should see, but you may in turn regret seeing it. It's a blend of pure joy, violence and overall having a good time with really limited resources.
The movie is insane! There is a lot of animal cruelty involved; crucified monkeys, burning chickens, … There are also a lot of creepy and unsettling feelings that go along with this movie; some viewers may in fact hate this movie…
It's pure comedy, but the eerie thought of a group of a bunch of dwarfs laughing menacingly at really obscene things is quite unsettling.