Screenplay
En 1961, un taxista de 60 años robó el retrato de Goya del duque de Wellington de la National Gallery de Londres. Fue el primer (y sigue siendo el único) robo en la historia de la Galería. Lo que sucedió a continuación se convirtió en algo legendario.
Writer
1850, and Europe’s most feared terrorist is hiding in Dean Street, Soho. Broke, restless and horny, the thirty-two-year-old revolutionary is a frothing combination of intellectual brilliance, invective, satiric wit, and child-like emotional illiteracy. Creditors, spies, rival revolutionary factions and prospective seducers of his beautiful wife all circle like vultures. His writing blocked, his marriage dying, his friend Engels in despair at his wasted genius, his only hope is a job on the railway. But there’s still no one in the capital who can show you a better night on the piss than Karl Heinrich Marx.
