Dutchman Lucien runs a boxing gym, as if 'his' kids' future were largely his responsibility. Since his wife and daughter died in a car accident, fro which he needlessly blames himself, he rather neglects sole surviving son Mitchell. The teen knave largely leads his own life, but conflict always lingers. Even the gym folk side with Mitchell when Lucien attacks his son just for wearing a tutu at an informal garden barbecue. —KGF Vissers
An awful film
I don't like Dutch movies, and this film illustrates why. They showed this film during an open air festival to celebrate something in Amsterdam North, the place where they shot this terrible film. The celebration didn't take long. Almost everybody left the place because the film was very, very boring. The actors did their best, but the storyline way too simple. Only a few people over eighty saw the whole film, but they were probably deaf or blind, or both. I don't think this film was in the theaters and I understand why. The only positive thing about the film is that it's only 83 minutes. I must say, it felt like three hours.
- Oct 1, 2006
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