Anyone else think the score here reminded them of the Ian Richardson “House of Cards” (1990)? Anyway, it’s a monastic retreat where people all live in harmony with each other, except - well, they don’t. The priest could drink his own bodyweight in wine each day amidst a collection of nosey residents each spying on the other as they pinch some fruit, or sneak off for a clandestine bit of furious jogging, or even hoard their gold in their room. It’s a bit like the seven deadly sins rolled into one theatrically shaped building. Then one of their number allows greed to get the better of him, and t…
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