OK as an very undemanding post-Sunday-lunch 'family' film, but the script of TROTS (note acronym) is an unthrilling as it is possible to be. Every scene is completely linear; they get in a boat, they row somewhere, they get out. It's as though somebody released a home movie of a foggy holiday - which is actually the plot.
The music is relied upon to bring tension to any scene where there's supposed to be suspense, but only succeeds in being obtrusive. Try 'The Fog' for a movie that achieves suspense without the audience being able to see anything. TROTS is little more than a bad radio play with not-very-clear pictures.
On a historical accuracy note, no Oxbridge sportsman would have been seen dead with hair that long in 1901; and that would have raised suspicion - at least of their aesthetic temperament - wherever they went. That this is not addressed illustrates how seriously the film-makers of TROTS took themselves.
The music is relied upon to bring tension to any scene where there's supposed to be suspense, but only succeeds in being obtrusive. Try 'The Fog' for a movie that achieves suspense without the audience being able to see anything. TROTS is little more than a bad radio play with not-very-clear pictures.
On a historical accuracy note, no Oxbridge sportsman would have been seen dead with hair that long in 1901; and that would have raised suspicion - at least of their aesthetic temperament - wherever they went. That this is not addressed illustrates how seriously the film-makers of TROTS took themselves.