Good old fear pervades this program, spreading to all its corners and crevices. In one case, it’s even transmitted from mother to son like a nasty virus. In another, it grips old Anikó: she’s bravely resolved to move in with her adult children, but she can’t leave just yet — the house plant that remains can’t be allowed to dry out. Two refugees, uprooted for a long time, make daring plans to cross the Alps to Switzerland in the dark of night. Yes, fear lives in darkness and remains a vague sensation. Sometimes, though, it releases creative energy as well, as we see in a film from Weimar, a city known for its poets.