Interbau - the 1957 International Bauhaus Exhibition, to be hosted by West Berlin. For the city, it is a chance both to show that it is more than an outpost of Cold War confrontation and to stake a final, hopeful claim to being the natural capital of the West German State.
In the smashed Berlin district of Hansaviertel, a host of leading international architects are designing a new suburb that will be unlike anything yet seen in European cities. The project has the backing of leading political figures in Bonn and Berlin, and nothing can be allowed to impact upon its success. Among the many hundreds who will plan and execute the scheme, however, are a number of men who have done their best to hide past crimes and present themselves as decent, forward-looking Germans. One, perhaps the worst of them, has committed murder both on a personal and near-industrial scale, yet his name is on no wanted list.
None of this should be Otto Fischer's business, but for once he has only himself to blame. Pushed by KGB to enter Berlin politics, pulled by a moral responsibility to avenge old crimes, his only consolation is that he's probably not going to lose much sleep over providing for a peaceful retirement.
Interbau - the 1957 International Bauhaus Exhibition, to be hosted by West Berlin. For the city, it is a chance both to show that it is more than an outpost of Cold War confrontation and to stake a final, hopeful claim to being the natural capital of the West German State.
In the smashed Berlin district of Hansaviertel, a host of leading international architects are designing a new suburb that will be unlike anything yet seen in European cities. The project has the backing of leading political figures in Bonn and Berlin, and nothing can be allowed to impact upon its success. Among the many hundreds who will plan and execute the scheme, however, are a number of men who have done their best to hide past crimes and present themselves as decent, forward-looking Germans. One, perhaps the worst of them, has committed murder both on a personal and near-industrial scale, yet his name is on no wanted list.
None of this should be Otto Fischer's business, but for once he has only himself to blame. Pushed by KGB to enter Berlin politics, pulled by a moral responsibility to avenge old crimes, his only consolation is that he's probably not going to lose much sleep over providing for a peaceful retirement.