In December 1945 a Swede sets out for Europe. Writer Gunnar Wern leaves everything behind when he heads for Berlin to help rebuild war-torn Europe. He doesn’t find time for the Wittgenstein he was planning to read on the rain, for his attention is taken up by his fellow travelers. There’s the bickering elderly gay couple, the cynical doctor conspiring with his mistress to murder his wife, the wounded soldier who seems to injure himself even more every time Gunnar sets eyes on him, the group of Baltic refugees and, last but not least, the pedantic sleeping – guard. Not all of them will make it to Berlin alive… With a touch of slapstick and dark wit, it has all the elegance of „Murder on Orient Express“. It is also a brilliant illustration of Wittgenstein’s assertion that „nothing is necessarily what it appears to be“.
