Many reviewers have complained that that the film lacks spark: what it may lack in wall-to-wall Hollywood violence it gains in drawn-out and sustained tension. Certainly the opening scene is a good example of this where the King's authorities are searching for the hidden recusants. The violence of the age, the methods of torture, are barely suggested and largely left to the imagination though historical accounts are graphically hideous in reality. There is a sympathy for the persecuted Catholics, presented as sincere believers where the king's Protestant court are generally portrayed as pragmatic and hypocritical so-called God-fearers. I particularly liked the set of dark, claustrophobic back streets of London. The dialogue was a fair attempt at contemporary language, rich in metaphor and laconic statement.