Moorhouse set a bizarre challenge on herself: to tell the story of a blind… photographer, with sensibility (but no tragedy), and black humor (but no ridicule). The narrative unfolds sometimes with a thriller tone –as it is brilliantly demonstrated in the park scene– because its lead, apart from an apparent paradox, is also an emotionally enclosed man who is suspicious of everything and everyone. Deprived from his sight since birth, as a kid Martin already felt that what her mother used to describe to him through the window could be untrue. The only social and personal contact he maintains is the aggressive relation he has with his housekeeper; but then he meets Andy (a pre-Hollywood and thin Russell Crowe), who becomes the third point in a triangle of jealousy, control, and sexual tension. Many will recognize Hugo Weaving in the role of Martin, and that talent for disturbing he would later imprint on Agent Smith from the Matrix saga. –Mar del Plata International Film Festival
En su momento, esta peculiar cinta australiana llamó la atención por su buena factura y un guión inteligente y lleno de humor bastante bien estructurado, el cual le valió diversos reconocimientos a la directora Jocelyn Moorhouse; ahora, en estos tiempos, resulta toda una curiosidad por ver juntos a unos recien nacidos Russell Crowe y Hugo Weaving, al año del rodaje de este film, unos perfectos desconocidos.