CALMLY, unflinchingly, Magda Goebbels pops the poison capsules into the mouths of her six children, one by one. If she is unnerved, it doesn't show on her beautiful, stern face. As soon as the children are dead, she kisses them on the cheek, turns out the light, closes the door and walks out. For a moment she crumples to the ground. But only for a moment. Quickly she returns to her room and sits playing solitaire while she waits for her husba