Moritz Rinke buys himself a wedding suit and starts a revolution in Istanbul. He visits a retirement counselor with Christian Wulff, writes letters to Seehofer’s ex-girlfriend on his behalf and analyzes the government tool known as SMS. He roams through and chronicles our modern world, and discovers farce as a higher form of society. He meets the second man on the moon, has a good time with Max Frisch in a no-tell motel, watches Hölderlin on German talk shows and shoves Mozart into the iCloud.
Clever and articulate, witty and touching, Moritz Rinke takes reality into account in his texts, finds the tyranny of the moment everywhere he looks and sees fiction as the only opportunity for reflection and survival.
“Moritz Rinke’s stories and portraits captivate with their sharpness, their charm and their wit.” Die Zeit
