This debut feature from Leslie-An Barret is commendable for it's attempt to address pertinent social issues of the day. Glenda Jackson, herself politically motivated, does little more than sleepwalk through her role, and, with supporting players reduced to ciphers, propelling the narrative, she ends up floating along with no real purpose or drive.
This movie typifies the sort of things being produced at the time, Cal, Paper Mask, Diamond Skulls, which, like the decade in which they were made, are triumphs of style over substance, albeit, low-budget, cardboard cut-out versions of style.
This movie typifies the sort of things being produced at the time, Cal, Paper Mask, Diamond Skulls, which, like the decade in which they were made, are triumphs of style over substance, albeit, low-budget, cardboard cut-out versions of style.