On our way,
we make a detour to the home of the poets Hans Andrias and Janus í Áarstovu,
who are entertaining guests, the three Norns.
Another
detour to visit Jens Christian Svabo, who passes time with his fiddle, while
having both a tipple and a good time with the dean’s daughter.
We follow
Jóhan the Strong, salt of the earth, when he stumbles and helplessly succumbs
to nature’s whims just once but with such grievous consequences.
And in
the middle of it all, you sit, shaking with laughter, because this clever old
storyteller, William Heinesen, knows so well the deep dark crouching in human
depths, its folly, weaknesses, pride, honour and pig-headedness. He undresses
us all.