Peter Greenaway's brain must be a strange place - gifted with an amazing visual sensibility and an ability to convey that to an audience, but cursed with odd mental processes which translate a good deal less effectively.
This film involves Greenaway himself as narrator as he visits Rembrandt's Night Watch painting from a forensic point of view with the intention of using the content of the painting to unravel the crime whose story is told in the painting.
I don't have the vaguest idea whether there is any truth to this, or even whether the characters in and around the painting are who he says they are (or even existed!). It could all be complete and utter balderdash.
But it makes a fascinating movie to watch and, on that basis alone, I count it a success.
This film involves Greenaway himself as narrator as he visits Rembrandt's Night Watch painting from a forensic point of view with the intention of using the content of the painting to unravel the crime whose story is told in the painting.
I don't have the vaguest idea whether there is any truth to this, or even whether the characters in and around the painting are who he says they are (or even existed!). It could all be complete and utter balderdash.
But it makes a fascinating movie to watch and, on that basis alone, I count it a success.