When renowned film director Péter Gárdos wrote the story, he intended it as a film script, but eventually he made it into a novel. “Fever at Dawn,” the love story of two Holocaust survivors―the author’s parents―has ever since sold in more than 20 territories.
It may well be that (some) Hungarian critics regard Budapest Noir the first truly “noir” Hungarian thriller, but I wouldn’t go quite that
far. It is not a James Ellroy, more something in the older mould:
Maigret, say, or Perry Mason, at most a Philip Marlowe, say, but none
the worse for that.
Katie Brandenburg, university student in the Department of German, dreamt one evening that Antal Mádl, the Head of Department, in her Finals had asked her what was the colour of Thomas Mann's horse. No more than three days were left until the exam so that she really needed to knuckle down to elucidating the answer to this important question.