I bloody well HATED this mess of a film. Slow, stupid, melodramatic in the shrillest and most tasteless fashion. Everybody in it is a crashing bore. Edith and, what's his name ... oh, you know, her lover ... are the most unlikeable people I ever had to endure. We're to think Edith is an original, imaginative woman, but she merely comes off as flighty, silly, tiresome and annoying. As for Nick Moran's and Ioan Gruffud's acting, the less said, the better. I couldn't care less whether the lovers were guilty or not. I just wanted the two wretches to be put out of their misery. And mine.
Anyway. Watch this dud, if you absolutely must. But, as Dante said on a similar occasion: 'Abandon all hope ...' and all that.
