101 minute running time … Aragorn son of Arathorn is a schoolteacher in Algeria in 1956, feels like 1856 … the story of the prisoner transfer was a little contrived, but I liked this movie … Viggo is multilingual, he can switch from French to Spanish to Arabic and it all sounds fine to my untrained ear … I think I may have been able to trim a bit, but the running time wasn’t terrible, right at the sacred 100 minute mark … this was a John Farr reco (Viggo “gives a performance of quiet intensity,” which is true) and I have to say I second it with a green-go rating. You’ll like it if you’re a sensitive, intelligent, educated, middle-aged white man living on the east coast of Murka who is very glad he doesn’t live in 1956 Algeria.