Krúdy seems to write in a trance state, weaving webs of images that, upon reflection, astonish as evocations of the oft-forgotten Great Goddess of the Old World. Sunflower is apparently set in Hungary in the early 1900’s... plus or minus a few years/decades/centuries/millennia.
In 1944 Pilinszky was called up to the
Hungarian army and soon afterwards evacuated with his unit to Germany.
He never saw action, but in a Germany on the verge of defeat he
witnessed apocalyptic scenes. "The French Prisoner" is a testimony to those experiences. - George Gömöri's and Clive Wilmer's choice.
It’s a fact: in summer, people go on holiday. Why? Because the sun is shining; it’s hot; work is scarce; or the family is together, and everybody is fed up with Budapest – where we all love living, if it weren’t for the concrete soaking in the heat, the streets stinking of dog shit and other decomposing biological waste.