Directed by Carl Theodor Dreyer
What a throwback. Many moons ago, I watched The Passion of Joan of Arc, directed by Dreyer as well, which I listed as the best movie of the 1920s. I was quite happy to see another Dreyer film. However, it was a little bit like seeing the star quarterback ten years after high school ends. This director is really past his prime and his mere presence is an embarrassment. Not that I exaggerate.
This film centers on three sons. One is an atheist, one believes that he is Jesus Christ, and one is in love with a woman from another denomination. Religion is then shoved down the viewers' throats. I don't know if Dreyer was always this preachy and just was unable to reach his true level of obnoxiousness because of the restrictions of silent film or if this was a later development. Either way it was annoying.
This film was also just incredibly dull. You would think that a character believing he was Jesus Christ would be interesting but no such luck. Skip it.
Even the trivia from this movie is boring.