Tuesday 24 July 2012

The fateful adventures of the good soldier Svejk during the World War.

The rain which followed us over from Britain has only just stopped.
One cafe we have been hanging out in is the rather excellent Restaurant Svejk. A quiet, wood panelled bar in the centre of town. Large portraits of Austro Hungarian emperors and cheeky cartoons of the Good Soldier hang on the walls. The menu explains what the character represented both to the Czech people and to those opposing the war for other reasons. It started a long discussion about (Super) Mario, Brecht, Piscator and German Avant Garde theatre of the twenties. Good fun.
Memo to self; read the book when I get home.




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