The Master and Margarita is a magnificent novel. It is hilariously funny and a brilliant satire, but this is not a review of The Master and Margarita, but of Frank Castorf's play of the same title. How do you adapt for theater a book set at different locations and during different time periods, in which witches fly on brooms and someone's body disappears from his suit, which continues performing its daily duties?
About a year ago nearly 1.2 million visitors flocked to the Neue Nationalgalerie in Berlin to see an exhibition of highlights from the collection of the MoMA. After the show the Neue Nationalgalerie had to replace the carpet, which had been worn out by the visitors. Now the Neue Nationalgalerie exhibits not only its new carpet but also some of its own treasures and some selected works from the Marx, Van de Loo and Flick collections. There's much to be seen and enjoyed, besides the new carpet, but it appears that the people of Berlin can't be bothered.