The twenty-fifth year of Lojze Potokar's creative work in the theatre was drawing to a close and there could hardly have been a more relevant piece at hand to mark the momentous occasion. Kumbatovič writes, however, that the performance was »a first-rate flop, despite the celebrator's comedy-like sprightliness ...« »Potokar gave the play a certain tempo, though in places he was rather noisy ... but the fault for the play's overall failure was not in direction.« (Dušan Moravec, Slovenski poročevalec, 27. January 1945). »The entire production leant so heavily on trivial bufoonery, and was without a shred of human content ... »(Filip Kalan, The Wind of Joy, 1975)