Horn came at night, by Lola Gruber: Hungarian drifts. An exhilarating fresco in the twists and turns of an opaque period in the history of Central Europe.
It is a team with two heads, two temporalities, several tempos which sweep the 20th and 21st centuries through multiple characters, more or less sympathetic. For the main ones, Ilse Küsser and Simon Ungar, we immediately get to know the first. And this, at the moment when, in blue jogging pants in her kitchen in the former East Berlin, the former native of interwar Czechoslovakia, receives an envelope covered with crossed out addresses.