The very clever thing about this picture is that Reinout Oerlemans got so much money for making it, and so much praise for having made it, when - as seen by the result - he had no idea what he was doing. If he actually did direct the performance of the actors, he steered them in the wrong direction. From the looks of it, he just let them do whatever they could think of. Many a time not the best way to go. Reinout seemingly never watched a technically good production, as aired daily on televisions around the world, because technically this film is a dud. Lighting is very much below par. Dutch films of the seventies got away with it, maybe even eighties. But nowadays this is a big no no. As far as editing it concerned: I don't know what stake Reinout had in that part of the post production process, but it is worse than any amateur could have done. Maybe I am too close to this subject, being an editor myself. But someone with some sense should have stopped this senseless shredding of scenes. So: no directing of actors, no directing of cutting, and no directing of lighting are the obvious drawbacks that immediately catch your eyes. In fact, this picture scores so badly on these points, that I too could not keep watching. Too bad, because the story itself has all the hallmarks of a great picture.
