Here`s to war!" toasts a hollowly resounding voice at the next to the last peacetime New Year`s Eve at a fashionable hotel on a Budapest boulevard in 1912. Unheeding, the carefree crowd frolics at these last Sylvester`s Eve revels before the Great War that would sweep away the operetta and whipped cream world of the Austro-Hungarian Dual Monarchy. Only one person hears that ominous subterranean voice.