This story is like a miniature on society or, at least, could be seen like that. Here we have the nurse, who wants nothing else than dedicate her life to the survival of others, kicking personal s.c. "happiness" in the butt, if they don't coincide with her saintly goal. At the same time we have the usual scoundrels doing "business" of everything and being as far away of that saintly nurse as you could possibly get. And, of course, these scoundrels are always in charge - in this particular film they are however not seen and only referred to as "government". When will we ever get rid of this sickness of bad people telling good people what to do? When will we ever have exterminated the last trace of power amongst us? Until then we will never be saints or anything grand we would ever want to be.
Review of The Lamp Still Burns
