Most of the time, I try not to generalise about films. I find it really
rather embarrassing when I admit to myself that I don't want to watch
something Australian. So I got around to seeing Mad Max - and sat there
with my jaw swinging open.
Not only did every shot ooze planning and forethought, but the first few
minutes must've had the budget of ten other films, with all the racing,
flipping and exploding. It was set in somewhere I'd never seen before.
Australia askew.
I was surprised to feel emotion, to care for characters. Australia can do good things.
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