Where’s Waldo*, Werner Herzog?

Where is Waldo, indeed.

I was sent this with the usual warnings of This Way Lies Madness, and it’s obviously satirical, but I actually found the narration somewhat clever on its own terms, in a pretentious sort of way. Could we have derailed New German Cinema simply by having made sure that kids got read to by their parents? The mind boggles at the ease with which that movement could have been excised from history.

*Why, right here: