There’s a certain type of person, usually a man, but not always, for whom a Werner Herzog impression is irresistible. The mention of the Bavarian cineaste’s name might cause this man to list his favorite or most obscure Herzog film, or it might lead him directly to an impression of that film. Some fifteen years ago, this guy might have tried out an Obama impression at parties—he doesn’t do that anymore—but he’s aware that it’s still OK, for the time being, to imitate a Northern European accent.
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