The Blue Caftan * * *

The story is so simple you kind of wonder what's the point?   You're never excited, never in fear, never anxious.  Most of the dramatic elements that might have the audience on the edge of the seat are missing. 

And yet it's quite a pleasure to sit through.  

Let's get this sewn up.

Set in Morocco, a middle aged couple run a small business that specialises in making fine ceremonial caftans.  They are childless but seem to have a happy relationship.  

Slowly we come to realise that part of their relationship is that she knows her husband is gay and she is willing to turn a blind eye to it. 

However she finds it hard when the new employee is also gay and seems to take a fancy to her husband.  Her frustration is exasperated because of her ill health. She would like her twilight years to be just between herself and her husband.  But she also realises that there would be greater satisfaction knowing that her husband will be in a new and happy relationship when she passes.

No thrills or spills, though observing their needlecraft is fascinating.  There are a few contrived tear-jerking scenes, but overall it's a fine drama.