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Sep 2, 2009

Crikey cage match: Is Australian film still down in the dumps?

In last week’s Sunday Age, Michael Coulter said he'd rather watch the next Transformers film than watch anything made by down-in-the-dumps local filmmakers. Crikey's movie blogger Luke Buckmaster begs to differ.

Luke Buckmaster — Writer, Critic and The Daily Review Journalist

Luke Buckmaster

Writer, Critic and The Daily Review Journalist

In last week’s Sunday Age production editor Michael Coulter chastised the Australian film industry, writing despairingly about its apparently unrelenting penchant for doom-‘n’-gloom productions.

Coulter opened by reminiscing about Rolf de Heer’s Alexandra’s Project — in particular that he needed a cold shower after watching it, which is fair enough considering its uncomfortable relationship-revenge story and sticky-icky atmosphere — and concluded by suggesting that he’d prefer to attend the next session of Transformers than watch anything made by down-in-the-dumps local filmmakers.

The story was put in the context of a debate about public funding (Coulter argues that the money used to finance the local industry would be better spent on MICA paramedics, though this rationale can surely be applied to every government-funded arts initiative) but really it’s just a naive piece of waffle about how he feels local films don’t connect because they are too often bleak, gritty and uncompromising.

Here’s a snippet:

After more than a decade of being flailed by nihilistic, violent and/or depressing fare, ranging from the masterful — Chopper and The Boys — to the diabolical — Dirty Deeds, Fat Pizza and Metal Skin — enough was enough. A film doesn’t need a happy ending, but neither should it leave you with a contempt for humanity.

If I’m going to loan my emotions to someone for 90 minutes, I expect them to be returned in at least as good a condition, if not better.

Avoiding Australian films has since become routine. It may well be that I’ve missed many great cinematic experiences, but at least I have the comfort of knowing I’m not the only one.

Over the years I’ve been a vocal critic of the Australian film industry, criticising about as many films as I’ve praised, so I would hope not to be perceived as a blinkered Aussie film stalwart blindly raging into battle to defend local artists. Before I voice my misgivings about Coulter’s piece allow me to state that the man certainly has a point about how Australian films by and large do not carry enough commercial appeal and seemed to be buoyed by the attitude that they don’t make any money because, well, they don’t have to. That ain’t cool. Australian filmmakers and financers should learn from the mistakes of the past — i.e. the countless wishy-washy dramas that have floated onto our screens in mists of pseudo poeticism then quickly drifted into obscurity –- and try to make features that are marketable and appealing to general audiences without selling out to commercial impulses. And the thing is … they have.

Coulter’s piece arrives at a time in which Australian cinema is particularly strong and diverse. The timing of the story belies its central argument: that local films are pretentious and poorly made downers that tell the same story again and again. A few years ago these kinds of op-eds were a dime a dozen, with regular strongly worded pieces grumbling about the dearth of quality Australian films and/or predicting/endorsing the local industry’s demise. Contrary to what Coulter’s piece suggests, 2009 has been a rip-snortin’ year for local cinema, a damn fine showcase of varied and bold films from many genres and intended for many audiences.

Yes, box-office receipts are still very low and local films are still getting smashed by big budget American fare, but can anybody envision that changing any time soon? The quality ensemble of 2009 films gives credence to the idea that local films will continue to be shirked no matter what, irrespective of how good they are or how much potential they have to “cut through”. This year demonstrates what many of us have known all along: that the problem is not just with the quality of Australian films but the public’s perception of them.

The headline for Coulter’s piece reads “screening the same old dreary story”. Let’s take a cursory look at some of this year’s standout Australian films to see if Coulter’s Aussie-films-are-miserable-and-crap-and-done-to-death rant has credibility.

  • Samson & Delilah: yes, Warwick Thornton’s highly acclaimed Cannes prize-winning debut feature is bleak and uncompromising, but it’s also savagely beautiful, brilliantly made and — as far as I’m concerned — a one of a kind.
  • The Combination: David Fields’ crime/racism drama about Lebanese Sydneysiders is edgy, swift-moving and intensely entertaining.
  • Mary and Max: quaint and bold, light and heavy, funny and sad, frivolous and profound, Adam Elliot’s Plasticine-animated gem masterfully blends emotions via the sweet and touching story of two long-time pen pals.
  • Balibo: Robert Connolly directs an electrifying political sizzler based on the true story of the Balibo Five, who were murdered in East Timor in 1975.
  • Cedar Boys: a crime-don’t-pay story featuring complex stereotype-defying characters, writer/director Serhat Caradee’s blistering debut packages a maturely handled coming-of-age story with the punch of an entertaining narrative.
  • My Year Without Sex: a light, funny, quirky look at an Australian family going through financial and emotional difficulties. Director Sarah Watt infuses the story with a lightness of touch so that even the serious bits are never particularly heavy viewing.
  • $9.99: another spectacular Plasticine-animated film, this one cutting between the lives of residents in a Sydney apartment building. It’s funny, punchy, ruminative and laden with quirks.

You can see from this cursory analysis that suggesting doom-‘n’-gloom downers make up the crux of this year’s line-up of Australian films is totally untrue. There are other features that demonstrate more diversity still: Beautiful Kate is about a haunted family grappling with a dying father and painful memories (message to Coulter: don’t see this one); Prime Mover is an odd comedy/drama about the relationship between a man, a woman and a truck; Van Diemen’s Land is a realistically made cannibal movie about Alexander “the Pieman” Pearce and his forays into flesh-chewing. Those last three didn’t particularly work for me but hey, everyone’s different.

I wonder if Michael Coulter has seen any of the films I’ve mentioned in this post. I doubt it, because it’s hard to believe anybody who has recently seen films as good as Balibo, Mary and Max and Samson & Delilah would then argue they should never have been made and that the money allocated to finance them should have been spent elsewhere. During most other years I’d be inclined to agree that Australians films are not diverse, marketable or appealing enough but 2009 is different, y’all, and credit should be given where credit is due.

Coulter might not have been to the cinema to see an Australian film this year but I have — many times — and what I’ve seen is impressive. Media commentators ought to praise our admittedly fickle film industry for finally delivering the goods — providing rich, interesting and diverse films — rather than contributing uninformed and out of date moans encouraging audiences to shirk the good stuff and instead head into a Michael Bay craptacular. These good times for the local industry can’t last very long. Let’s enjoy them while we can, eh?

Crikey readers, what do you think? Australian film: a gritty, bleak, unwatchable mess or an industry enjoying a renaissance?


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28 thoughts on “Crikey cage match: Is Australian film still down in the dumps?

  1. Cheryl Power

    I agree entirely with what you have said Luke. I am so sick and tired of people knocking Australian film. And if, by self admission, “Avoiding Australian films has become routine” then how is Mr. Coulter in any position to judge?
    I have been a member of the Australian Film Institute for 20 years and have attended many years of award screenings and seen a wide variety of feature, animated and documentary films. I believe most Australian films are quality productions, by international standards. Some years have been better than others but this year is just a bumper crop, no doubt about that. I have no idea how I will work out which one I will vote for.
    By the way you didn’t list Disgrace- a stunning adaptation of a thoughtful and complex book, and Blessed, which closed MIFF. And that’s not all- Mao’s last dancer, to be released soon, promises to be another wonderful production.
    What a shame Mr. Coulter missed the short films program of Message Sticks -the indigenous film festival at The Age theatrette at the Museum on Monday night-another celebration of the film talent in this country.
    Perhaps some enterprising distributor could send Mr. Coulter some complimentary passes so his eyes and mind could be opened?

  2. stephen bartos

    Alas, Luke, only to of the films you list pass the Aussie film reviewer’s decoding test. From bitter experience from going to see movies recommended by other reviewers there is a pattern that goes like this:

    edgy = pretentious

    quaint, sweet, touching = sentimental to a fault

    stereotye-defying = probably pretentious

    maturely handled coming of age story = the director has not yet figured out what it means to be grown up, and has to work it out on screen while we get bored to tears

    quirky = extremely pretentious

    ruminative and laden with quirks = over the top pretentious

    “Bleak and uncompromising” for Samson and Delilah would be about right; and I’m now planning to see Balibo, “electrifying political sizzler” sounds like a watchable picture. From the descriptions you provide, the rest seem like the usual run of narrowly domestic, introspective, or self-absorbed Australian movies. But apology in advance: perhaps your descriptions are accurate, not euphemisms. Unfortunately, your fellow critics over the last 20 years have so devalued the coinage that it’s hard not read these sorts of descriptions without the shadow of past disappointments falling over them.


    You’ve forgotten Lake Mungo, which while, yes, admittedly a little bleak, was the scariest bloody thing I’ve seen in years. How about that – an Australian genre film that wasn’t some halfbaked crime caper or thirtysomethings having problems scaring the absolute bejesus out of people.

    Bring on more Aussie genre flicks. We just showed that we can do ball-shrivelling terror, let’s see some sci-fi and fantasy.

    Far out, imagine an Australian superhero film…


    FFS, why can’t we have a awesomely stupid, balls-out action flick? Sure it would come out as ‘American Crap’ (as people are so fond of dubbing it) but it’d be freaking different from the constant diet hard-hitting, soul-deflating reality we’re served. Screw reality! People don’t go to the cinemas for reality!

    Apologies, rant over.

  5. Mr Bascombe

    Transformers? Transformers!? Kill me now, quickly, please…

    Thankfully nothing like that has come out of this country. If it did, I’d emigrate…

  6. Russell Edwards

    Funny how the same people who have telling us Aussie films don’t connect like American ones because they’re too often bleak, gritty and uncompromising, are the same people who are telling us The Wire is compulsory viewing. That’s an American TV program which is, errr… “ bleak, gritty and uncompromising,”


    Where are you pulling The Wire from? I’ll be damned if you start using McNulty, Stringer Bell and Bubbles as your strawman!


    Mr Bascombe, you’d leave Australia if we made a 2 hour spectacle, featuring gigantic robots eviscerating one another and which grossed obscene amounts of money?

    I’ll help you pack.

  9. Mr Bascombe

    You’re not touching my smalls… a (very profitable) film featuring gigantic, flame-throwing koalas, man-eating Tassie Devils, zombie kangaroos – I’m there!

    Gigantic robots are sooo 2008.

  10. David Simpson

    The Australian Film Industry should remove itself from the taxpayer teat forthwith (as should the automobile industry etc. etc.).

    The digital games industry sells more product and employs more ‘creative’ people without a whiff of a snout in the public trough. (But Anthea, they are so commercial and lowbrow.)

    There are absolutely no ‘higher reasons’ why we should support a film industry more than any other industry. Incubate, sure – but it’s waaay out of nappies now.

    Australian film makers – make for your market, or move out. It’s like still supporting a 50 year old child with delusions of adequacy. Sigh.

    My two Robert’s worth.



    I’m a surviving writer who has never received a cent from grants or the like