In ten minutes, Danny Lacey's film captures the torment suffered by a victim, played at just the right level of emotional turmoil by Raffaello Degruttola, of a kidnapping; he is evidently culpable, but the perpetrator, whose interest is personal, seen only on a TV monitor in close-up of his ghoulishly mobile mouth and voiced with obvious relish and admirable vocal dexterity by John Guilor, is determined to wring the maximum terrorising effect out of the situation. The fact that this film has been made on such a ridiculously small (by mainstream industry standards) budget of three hundred pounds, notwithstanding that (in the humble opinion of this reviewer) this works to the credit of such an undertaking (when many much more expensive film projects end up as a lamentable waste of funds which could be put to much better use), because the Inszenierung (a German term which conveys more than the mere translation of production) creates exactly the right atmosphere of a squalid environment devoid of hope, which has to be ignored by the victim if he is to come to terms with the consequences of his actions.
