This is going to be another big year for anniversaries. The BBC kicked it off this week with a 90-minute drama/documentary meant to mark 70 years since the liberation of Auschwitz. But to me the Holocaust is not something you remember on special days, like Magna Carta or the opening of the Post Office Tower. It is always with us, or should be; which is not to say that its meaning stays the same. The Eichmann Show (20 January) showed us what the Holocaust meant in a very particular context and period: Israel in 1961, and the trial of Adolf Eichmann, an individual standing in for the whole Nazi machine. The trial was televised. This play dramatised the making of those broadcasts. Inside that elaborate, sumptuous and slightly narcissistic frame, it showed us actual footage of the trial, incl