There's a warmth at the heart of this movie that has stayed with me, it's about the way that friendship, love, diversity and respect are stronger values than power, autocracy, racism and violence.

It's a beautifully complicated and nuanced story, spread over two inter war decades and two continents. We see the horrible visceral damage to an entire generation from the Great War. The flowering of the mad Dadaist / Proto-surrealist / Expressionist art during the inter war years. Over the ocean in New York, the post 1929 depression makes the rising fascism in Europe look strong when compared to Roosevelt - and the men in grey suits plot a palace coup in the White House.

The storyline is part love story, part crime caper, and part 'save the democracy of the western world' parable to compare to contemporary society.