Fumbling for the keys to his Mercedes in a vain attempt to reach his carphone before it stops ringing, an aged but instantly recognisable Adolf Hitler all but ignores a hearty ‘Buenas noches, mein Führer’ from an elderly Nazi cycling past on an upmarket South American street, his arm extended in the time-honoured salute.
One of the most familiar topics of our time is the trouble many of us have in winding down at the end of the day. Insomnia is rife: crossing the threshold between day and night has become a challenge for many of us.
‘Back then, of course, I didn’t know my parents were locked into an impossibility even greater than mine. That I was living in a crime scene.’ So writes the narrator 48 years after the strange events that unfold in this bitter, brief, shattering novel.
One of the oldest poems of the English people, Beowulf, ends with the burial of treasure, but it is a melancholy moment, the hoard ‘a crumbling legacy from a lost world’, after which the survivors drift off into exile, ‘the worst of Anglo-Saxon fates’.
A large black steam locomotive appears on the horizon. It drives forward towards the left of the screen and disappears beyond the periphery.
What are the people in our lives really like – inside? Seeming and being may not be the same. Smiles may be false and vows of love insincere. Appearances are deceptive; you can’t tell a book by its cover; beauty is only skin deep.
The video’s opening shot shows a man hiding under a bed snipping in a hole in someone’s sock. Seconds later, the same man uses a saw to shorten a table leg so that it wobbles during breakfast.
Twenty Questions with Vigdis Hjorth: What are you currently reading or watching? ‘I read Søren Kierkegaard, as always.’
W. H. Auden was the most naturally talented poet of the 20th century. With a verbal felicity that bordered on wizardry, he could write erudite, amusing, wry, ironic, comic, or serious verse in an extraordinary range of forms.
In 2000, renewable sources of power (of which wind is the most important) accounted for 2.8 per cent of all electricity generated in the UK. By 2024, that figure had increased eighteenfold to 50.4 per cent. This remarkable growth follows from the multiplication of wind turbines in fields or out at sea.