Yesterday, I went to see a documentary about a very peculiar story in European politics. Back in 2002, nobody would believe that Herman van Rompuy would be appointed President of the European Council seven years later.

And yet, it happened. The dull Belgian prime minister, a haiku poet with the ‘appearance of a low grade bank clerk‘, turned out to be the only candidate without any controversy. The Danish documentary, full of irony, tells a story of fading dreams, fights amongst friends and earthy compromises. Recommended!