A trip to Venice Beach, California 1942. With rolled up trousers, in stiff, well tailored three-piece suits, they are sitting on the beach. A little uncomfortable, a little too hot, a little too European, sitting slightly askew in their American beach-chairs. Four great European beacons of culture, fleeing Germany’s nazism. They could be Arnold Schönberg, Thomas Mann, Berthold Brecht and Alma Mahler-Werfel, but they aren’t. Their conversation on the influence of Goethe on Wagner halts, while they silently watch a Mickey Mouse-balloon floating by over the beach.