For me the strongest features of the film "Ples v dežju" are that it is beautifully photographed and that it gives a view into an era that offers fewer and fewer remaining vestiges. The black and white photography endows the film with a starkness and sense of defenselessness against fate, accentuated by unrelenting rains. The contrast between spare living accommodations and the lively dining room scenes suggests the marked differences between the loneliness and congeniality afforded by each. Even the otherwise lavish quarters of an actress take on a bleak feeling of hopelessness in the last scene. Ljubljana life in those times revolved around the river. Glimpses of the natural surroundings seem to enliven those few images with a green overlay.