I must admit that I was fascinated by this book, already in amateur alternate history and history, then just as a player. I was also afraid that if Adolf H. outgoing better than his actual dual -can we do worse - the story of Adolf H. becomes too romanticized ideal, perhaps moralizing: one conceives that it would be easy to double uchronic a model, as opposed to the monster to the angel. But the author does absolutely not fall into the trap, and -this we will confirm in the exciting postface- he even live the similarities of the two hitlers who after all have had the same childhood, the same life, until 1908. But where Adolf H. manages to analyze, to progress, to doubt, to live from the other sublimating sometimes; Hitler murdered the receivership, silenced the better to listen.
In the end we did not indifferent spring, perhaps uncomfortable, perhaps less certain, but more human.
