This is a film for the thinker. It reflects perfectly Ibsen's view of the louche underbelly of polite society, and yet it is a story also of our own time. We see the growing insanity of a woman haunted by her past, forced into marriage by convention, and seeing ahead of her only motherhood and boredom. Her attempts to break out, to have everything, playing people against each other, only end in the realisation that she has nothing, whereas her boring but well-meaning husband, the fluffy-headed, innocent Thea, and even the vile Judge Brack, through no efforts of their own, have exactly what they want. Her madness, as she goes to her final act of self-destruction, is shown beautifully, deep in the coal-black eyes of Rita Ramnan. The cast is well-chosen. The frailties of youth are expressed beautifully by Rita, David Butler, Francisco Ortiz and Samantha Hunt, while the contentment of advancing years is portrayed sweetly by Christine Winter, and the disgusting, lustful glee of the wholly immoral Judge Black is brought over excellently by Jon-Paul Gates.

The acting is atrocious which totally wrecks the film!