"Literature is news that STAYS news."

So it was that long before, on the flap of an envelope, I had written an opening paragraph: "I had paid my last farewell to Harry a week ago, when his coffin was lowered into the frozen February ground, so that it was with incredulity that I saw him pass by, without a sign of recognition, among the host of strangers in the Strand." I, like my hero, had not the least inkling of an explanation, so when Alexander Korda over dinner asked me to write a film for Carol Reed --- to follow our Fallen Idol, which I had adapted from my short story "The Basement Room" a year before --- I had nothing more to offer him than this paragraph, though what Korda really wanted was a film about the Four-Power occupation of Vienna.
— Ways of Escape