From Munich to Geneva
This week I wasted two hours of my life on a terrible new film called Munich: The Edge of War . It is based on a best-selling novel by Robert Harris. Now the problem with Robert Harris’ novels is that they are often not very good. I know this because I have read most of them. He usually starts with an intriguing idea and then goes off to have a nap. Or something. The books are disappointing. One of the silliest revolved around the revelation that Soviet dictator Josef Stalin secretly had… a child! But of course Stalin had several children, none of whom featured in this story. A minor point...