I got my review copy of My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done in the mail today, which I'm insanely excited to see—watch for a review in an upcoming issue of the paper—and which totally spiraled my afternoon into an hour or two of nothing but Werner Herzog-related YouTubing. This is the last thing I'm watching before I leave the office for the weekend, and it's so goddamn great that it only feels right to offer it to share it with all of you loyal, cantankerous Blogtown denizens.
Alright, I'm out. Also, that iguana should've gotten a Best Supporting Actor Oscar. Cool as a fuckin' cucumber.