There’s a dead blonde Portuguese girl in 199x and a progrom of genocide in 1940s Berlin – for a while, I could not fathom how the parallel stories would intersect in plot and in time. But Wilson pulls it off beautifully. A riveting tale of vice and greed plus the humanity that stops us from becoming animals, I guess. (Ok, I take that back. Animals have more logic, law, and grace than we do.)