a film presenting more the context when it was made than a story. because it is just an exercise to present fragments, slices, crumbs from real national history in a decent manner. sure, the compromises are not only few. but the meet of a good cast and a good director and a subtle script are pillars of a form of resistance, using symbols and creating a kind of complicity between public and makers. and the admirable result is not exactly the revelation of truth but a realistic story about people against dramatic events. and this does it an oasis in its time. a sort of refuge against pressure of propaganda and wise way to not become prey of censorship. the basic virtue - it remains fresh. and this could be more than a good thing.