5 October 2011 | stensson
One way ticket
Children who are waiting for their father to die to get the heritage exist. But not in this clumsy way. Director Richard Hobert gravely underestimates the audience's intelligence, when he screens such a story in such a way. Wherever these people are, they are not to be found in reality.
This old father leaves the whole thing, together with his Judas, the young maid, who cheats and betrays. Anyway there are moments of harmony on their way downwards to South France and moments of almost pubertal complications.
Sven-Bertil Taube acts with dignity, but without stiffness. It's clever and saves this from disaster.