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reet is August 13, 1961 in Berlin, the coldest place of the Cold War. Just two months earlier, the leader of the GDR, Walter Ulbricht, had rejected fears that the city would split – “No one intends to build a wall,” then lied at a press conference – but today the “democratic republic “it begins to unfold barbed wire to enclose its population. The streets are closed and the train traffic is stopped. The construction of the Berlin Wall has begun.
Carl-Gustaf Svingel, Swedish director of Haus Victoria, a rest home in West Berlin for elderly and destitute East Germans, has noticed the sudden blockades in the city and is therefore driving his sports car between tanks and wire barbed wire. He wants to bring home Adelgard and Heidi, teenage daughters of Mummy Grossmann, the housewife of Haus Victoria. It turns out that they are visiting friends at a colonial house in East Berlin just as the passages between East and West are about to close. Svingel wants to make sure they don’t get stuck on the wrong side.
