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I'll begin with my truth, I really like Werner Herzog. He is an interesting chap, who has made some outstanding films and documentaries, including my absolute favourite. I've read a number of his books, and enjoy hearing his 'voice' lift from the page. This tiny book is a hundred pages. Ninety minutes maybe two hours. One enormous question. What is truth, and how do we find it when deepfakes and fake news have wrecked the whole idea?Herzog has been chasing this his entire life. His answer hasn't changed. Facts are the "truth of accountants". Boring. Dead. The real thing is ecstatic. Poetic. Often invented. It hides behind reality instead of sitting on top of it.So he roams. Ramses lying about a battle in ancient Egypt. Potemkin and his fake villages. Scott and Amundsen racing to the Pole. Alien abductions. AI. Herzog's own films, again and again. It's brilliant fun. Reading it feels like a fireside tale from your strangest uncle.At one point, Herzog burns five pages recapping the plot…

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