Have you ever sat down and politely sifted through a towering stack of your friend's latest amateur holiday photos and thought, "If someone would just add a few voice-overs, this would make a great adventure game"? Probably not, but that's what A Quiet Weekend in Capri will remind you of. This program includes both a virtual walking tour and a point-and-click adventure set on the island of Capri, off the Italian coast. Both components are built around a Myst-style slide-show presentation. "Slide show" really hits the mark here, too, because the gameworld is made up of about 4,500 photographs of the island: Nearly every little alley, stairway, park bench, and villa seems to have been photographed by an overzealous shutterbug. A computer adventure set in a real-world locale could have been a thrill. However, what's good in theory isn't always so good in practice, and A Quiet Weekend in Capri has so many weaknesses that it only merits a very guarded recommendation.

Once you start playing, you may want to turn back.

The program's sightseeing component begins as you board a ferry and head to Capri, situated in the Bay of Naples. From there you take a cab up some of the rocky island's narrow, winding streets to a central square in the capital town. You grab a map and then start walking wherever you choose in the pedestrian areas of the island's eastern half, where the game is also set. You'll see beautiful seaside panoramas; rugged, sun-drenched hills; and quaint, flower-lined lanes. Along the way, occasional characters or an offscreen narrator will offer bits of tourist information about Capri's history, climate, and attractions. Some of this information is pretty colorful: You'll learn how author Oscar Wilde aroused the indignation of some of the locals with his open homosexuality during a visit and how Lenin refined the ideas of communism while staying on the island. Then again, much of the information is dry and quickly forgotten tourism pamphlet fare.

A problem with the sightseeing mode is that you can only jump directly to a limited number of locales, and there's no guided-tour option. It can feel a bit overwhelming as you wander street after street without any guidance. The island's roads and paths aren't laid out in any convenient grid, either, but rather twist and snake in all kinds of unpredictable ways. This makes them very picturesque, but it also makes getting lost quite easy unless you check your map every five seconds, yet its lettering is often too fuzzy to read, anyway. It's too bad the program didn't give you a better map and an onscreen compass. At least there's the occasional street sign.

Perhaps the biggest flaw of A Quiet Weekend in Capri is its obsessive, almost indiscriminate treatment of locales. Instead of showing you one or two dramatic photos to represent a certain passage, promontory, or piazza, the game gives you a whole string of images for every twist and turn and viewing angle. Thus, you end up with a massive and overwhelming number of mini-locales to visit, even if many are ultimately just small parts of the same small area. As such, walking down a simple lane can require an inordinate number of mouse clicks.

Too bad you can't read half the lettering.

Many of the problems with the tour mar the adventure game portion of A Quiet Weekend in Capri. In fact, this whole part of the program is often disorienting and disappointing. The game begins with a bland and vague text prologue that simply tells you that you're visiting Capri and someone or something is plotting against you. That's hardly the most dramatic and enticing way to draw someone into a game. Still, you gamely head to the island, get a map, and start for your hotel. Suddenly the screen swirls, almost all the people disappear, and you find that your hotel bears a "closed" sign.

So there you stand, with no clue at all as to what you're supposed to be doing or why. That leaves you with one option: wander around aimlessly until you find some clues as to what the game is about. Occasionally, you'll find characters who call you Rafele--part of the obscure and uninteresting mystery. These shopkeepers, farmers, and fishermen might give you an object, like a cigarette, "fruit converter," or "narcissistic object transformer," before inexplicably vanishing right before your eyes. You can't talk back to any of these static "characters," and often you don't even see them but just hear them over a front door's intercom. In addition to what these people might hand you, you can pick up many objects on your own, but they're unlabeled, so you can't even tell what some of them are. Frankly, all of this doesn't seem mysterious, so much as needlessly obscure, clumsy, and silly.