Friday, 2 December 2011
So before our trip to Sydney Jon's friends from Toastmasters had remarked upon the romantic opportunities of an unaccompanied (by kids) trip to Sydney. On paper this would be the case, sadly though, Jon was sick with flu the entire time (he did a great job of MCing the wedding though despite his illness) and we only really had one quiet evening together with his sister and brother in law Shirl and Tim in Hardy's Bay on the Central Coast. It had been pissing down with rain most of the day and we'd already played scrabble and been out for dinner so were settling in for for the evening. There wasn't much on TV that night so I volunteered the romantic movie I'd brought with me from Hobart for just such a moment.. Snowtown. Ok, not so much romantic. In fact I doubt the producers ever even considered Julia Roberts and Hugh Grant for any of the lead roles. Despite its claims to not be a horror movie, it was the first horror movie I've watched since the 80s when me and my friend Tanya went on a horror movie binge I still haven't recovered from. (It's also worth mentioning that during that year Tanya also ate so much chocolate on a visit to cadbury's chocolate factory that she hasn't recovered from that either).
Anyway.. to everyone's credit, we made through to the end but with sore shoulders from holding our arms in front of our eyes for large chunks of it. It was well shot and powerful and well acted and all of that stuff but goodness it was hard to watch. Sometimes I think the director was getting too much enjoyment from some of the scenes. So why did I rent it? Well I wanted to know how it could have happened, and I wanted to know how they eventually got caught. In hindsight I should maybe have just waited for an ABC documentary, or as Jon suggested, as he stumbled somewhat shellshocked to bed afterwards, I should have saved everyone the suffering and looked it up on Wikepedia before I watched it. Probably. Anyway, SNOWTOWN, two stars. (Tanya, don't rent it.)