Yes, the big pretzel gang. It's inspired by the true story of historian Anna Rossmus and her schoolgirl search for her hometown's history, finding it to have been mightily revised, all the better to sleep at night. Anna is fictionalized as Sonja Rosenberger, who narrates her tale in a hodgepodge of mixed media genres, over a sideshow or in the street with a microphone as passersby mug the cameras. The citizenry of Pfilzing get a little edgy. There's an official history that it was a stronghold of resistance against the Nazis, and Sonja expects to write a nice little report on how brave and noble everybody was.
Trouble is, it's all a lie.
As she pores over documents in the archives, the bureaucratic machine begins throwing up roadblocks festooned with red tape-anything to keep her from the truth. The deadline for the innocuous little contest passes, and everyone from the mayor on down heaves a heavy sigh of relief. But Sonja's hooked. Her subsequent triumph is overshadowed by the paranoid ending that illustrates she's only just touched the tip of an iceberg, and she's got a long way to go before she can rest. The same can be said of Germany.