
For Balduin, going out to beer parties with his fellow students and fighting out disputes at the tip of the sword have lost their charms. He wants to find love; but how would he, a penniless student, ever dare looking up to any woman worth of loving? Absorbed in his dreary thoughts and indifferent to the advances of Lyduschka, Balduin is unexpectedly offered a fortune by the mysterious money-lender Scapinelli - but on a strange condition...
A hauntingly atmospheric descent into obsession. This silent German Expressionist gem feels like a waking nightmare, steeped in gothic dread and the unsettling allure of the supernatural. It's a visually striking, melancholic exploration of desire and self.












