Confused

It is long and confused. Conflicting themes straggle along in tenuously connected scenes that lack a cohesive whole.

In fact the play didn't seem to start till the "Kiwi" had escaped from the Germans and entered a sympathetic Cretan's farmhouse more than half-way through the tale.

At last there were genuine dramatic possibilities, but by this time we had suffered the privations of the front, the gall of defeat, the ire of capture, the anxiety of those at home and the aftermath of Mr Vogt's uncertainty about patriotism—each in themselves subjects for other plays.