It's not about the movie or the director, except for our appreciation and gratitude that Werner Herzog has the stature to be offered the chance to make this movie. The French government normally permits entry to Chauvet Cave only to a select few researchers.
You may or may not like the chant-like score or Herzog's narrative or the other commentaries. Mostly, the film shows the paintings on the cave walls. The lighting is dim and the perspectives are limited (they could not step off of special walkways), but the 3D cameras and dim lighting capture the undulating character of the friezes.
And if you can gaze upon those animals, some looking back at you, and see what the artists presented to their audiences some 30,000 years ago, if you can creep into that accidental time capsule with Herzog's camera and see what those humans were showing, 30,000 years ago, without sobbing, as I did, well, good on you.
TV's House and Wilson. That's the chemistry set-up for Robert Downey, Jr., and Jude Law. Just like Wilson is to House, this Dr. Watson is driven to distraction worrying about his eccentric friend, who abuses substances, struggles with obscure psychological demons, and generally gives the finger to every representative of order and seemliness in society and government. But, like House, Holmes is some sort of savant who can solve riddles that baffle ordinary mortals. And however derivative the concept might be, it works brilliantly. Both anti-heroes strain credulity, but both actors dare us not to fall for them, outraged yet captivated, just like Wilson and Watson.