What Men Get up to While Women are in the Bathroom
Pudgy and knock-kneed, the waistband of his trousers pulled up to his navel, Hildebrand Kilgus – genereally known as Hildy – isn’t the sort of man you’d expect to elicit moans of pleasure from women. But it’s precisely these sounds of ecstasy that pique his curiosity, despite the emotional void that dates back to his childhood in the pub »Zum Saurüssel« in Sumpfing – small wonder, what with Leopold brandishing his organ like some kind of dowsing rod, not to mention the petulant priest and the rest of the village rabble.
On his unrequited quest to plumb the depths of his innermost desires, Hildy runs a brothel, works as a midwife, a pall-bearer and a hospice caretaker. He even tries his luck as a husband and father, as well as the lover of a particularly noisy and expressive mistress. But none of it really satisfies his most fundamental urges. When he gets a job with an agency for climate change, his work takes him to Rome where he comes across an ancient Roman legionnaire and chases a mysterious and beautiful woman before falling into the clutches of the Mafia.
And then, to top it all, the birds start talking to him…