"Some years ago, I fired my agent, Andrew Wylie, alias The Jackal. I want to stress this wasn't an am..." — Tibor Fischer

When I think of Hungarian films, I think of despair and bleakness, and what's more, despair and bleakness of indefensible duration.

Outside their country, Hungarian directors have had, from the critics at least, a friendly reception.

A public role endures for the literary high-command, as sages and seers, speaking out on social and political issues.

The way British publishing works is that you go from not being published no matter how good you are, to being published no matter how bad you are.