The routines, the charm and the forma mentis of the people of Iceland through a series of monologues in which the various protagonists tell their stories. The result is a spellbinding cross-section of life in Iceland, a concentration of anthropological and folkloristic aspects: the illusion of affluence spread across all levels of society, myths and pantheistic faith, the ancestral habits of a community imbued with a strong sense of belonging. All this provides the cultural and economic sub-stratum for an entire generation of kreppa babies, literally “children of the crisis”, who take their first steps on ground made impervious and insidious thanks to recent worldwide economic upheaval. Thus the clearest manifestation of history’s nemesis,in which crimes of fathers – guilty of having wholeheartedly adhered to the Western capitalist system and, worst of all, having blatantly succumbed to the magnetic lure wielded by the United States – must inexorably be paid for by their children. Indeed, the foisting of a sophisticated financial superstructure upon a nation formerly void of speculative vocation and to this day in search of a place, in political terms, in the world, had devastating repercussions. Utterly unprepared to bear the brunt of the shock waves sent out by the American banking fiasco of 2009, that gamble cost Iceland dearly.