John Hopewell Chief International CorrespondentHamburg 1982. Andreas, in the family bathroom, spies his mother’s stockings, pulls one over his head breathing in deeply.
His mother, still in a dressing gown, calls him to breakfast. As she makes him cheese on toast, he oggles her breasts. Cut to the present.
Andreas lives in a deeply religious Bavarian hamlet with Claudia, his besotted, church-frequenting, apron dress wearing wife.
But he sinks into sexual reverie and perversion, unable to escape the distant past. Tragedy ensues, near inevitably, it could be argued.
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