This movie is so bad it's required watching. I've seen "movies of the week" with more subtle plot and character motivation. Watching the movie you get the feeling it was churned out by some Eastern Bloc propaganda machine short on bromide, because whatever the intention your left with the feeling that your innards are being salted. Whoever wrote this mustn't of spent much time around the WWII generation or for that matter multi-celled organisms.Molly Parker who use about 1/100th of her acting talent will hopefully never be reminded of this opus horribilus when she looks back on her body of work. As for miss Anna Friel, well I must say being delightful to look at, she tries admirably to pull the immature screenplay off, but alas no mortal could win such a task. Truthfully at times it appears as if there are two movies here, as I think is the case in many co-productions. Anna Friel is able to invoke the maudlin pathos one would be more apt to find on 'Brookside', and does so well, yet the Canadian cast appears to mope about at her feet.Apparently this was in wide release in the UK which is as amazing to me as that octopus that can open jars of Squid in the Berlin Zoo. It really must be experienced!
