Thursday, January 24, 2008

Picnic at Hanging Rock (1975)

I haven't seen many films from Australia. Which is kind of surprising, when you think about it - but not so surprising when you look at it. Most Australian films aren't good. When I learned this movie was Australian - which I'd heard nothing but good things about, I was very surprised. As I was watching it, I became even more surprised. 

The film has an incredible tone, this constant hovering sense of foreboding which is left unresolved. Throughout this shroud permeates a story of some kind, very little of which actually takes place at the Rock. The related events are incredibly gripping.

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