
Similarly to other nations, the Australian film industry is really good at producing a lot of shitty films that no-one goes to see.
Occasionally they'll produce a terrific film that lots of people go and see.
Last night I watched a film called Wolf Creek - an Australian film that is supposed to be a horror movie.
This film doesn't really fit into either category.
It's full of good film making and it's shot beautifully and was a great success, but it's the most repulsive film I can think of.
Anyone who reads this crappy blog regularly will be aware that I am no prude - hell, I love blood and guts horror films (anyone seen Peter Jacksons early zombie movies? They are among my favourites).
And I strongly believe that when you are creating images and you are commenting on something important then doing it in a violent visceral way can be entirely appropriate.
But the horror in this film is not the horror of blood and guts.
It's not the horror of the dark, or the unknown or monsters.
There's not even the thrill that I think is supposed to come from a horror movie.
It's the horror of torture and human suffering.
Now then - this film is about three kids who are picked up in outback Australia by a psychotic who then tortures them and does all sorts of dreadful things to them (I have no idea what happens in the end because we turned it off).
This is not a movie about civil war, or about white mans treatment of aborigines, or even a spy movie.
This is a film about torture and upset with no context beyond entertainment.
I'm sure the film makers think they are very clever - to be sure they play with some of the horror conventions but that hardly takes an expert.
And I'm sure they are pleased with the fact that they've made a film that has has such a strong reaction - you'd have to be pretty stoic to not be affected.
But again - that's all the film is about - a reaction.
And a reaction to not one single solitary important thing.
I felt sick afterwards and angry that talented people had made such repulsive stuff.
I watched it with 2 good friends and as mentioned we turned it off before the end.
And I am proud of us that we did.
We did not turn it off because we were so frightened that we couldn't cope anymore, we turned it off because we are good people who do not think the suffering of innocent people is something that should be trivialised in this way.
And after that I'll mention that today is my last day at work!