I’ve always held the opinion that Australian movies are either very good or very bad. There doesn’t seem to be a middle ground. I can’t remember ever watching one and thinking ‘that was ok.’ Some I’ve watched and thought ‘wow, that was brilliant’ and some I’ve watched and thought ‘WTF were they thinking?’ My biggest problem with Oz movies is the stereotyping. Maybe the films are made for international audiences, but we don’t all speak with those broad Australian accents, we’re not all bogans, or yobbos, we don’t all live in country or outback towns that time forgot.
So it took me a long time to see The Oyster Farmer. I was
bullied talked into watching it by an online pack of AOL fans (you know I love you, ladies!)
Apparently, TOF is a brilliant, funny, sweet, charming movie. This has nothing to do with the fact that AOL is in it. Not.a.thing 🙂 Anyway, I put it into my Quikflix queue, and wondered how I would explain to NotMcG why it was there. He and I have the same opinion on Oz movies. I have to say, at the time of ordering the movie, he had no idea of my AOL fixation. If I ordered the movie now, he wouldn’t wonder for a second.
So when TOF arrived, I couldn’t resist the urge to watch it secretly. I wanted to do so all by myself, so I could ‘ooh’ and ‘aah’ and enjoy all the moments the FUCUPS had so lovingly commented on at Sardonic. I was a little scared of the dead dog scene, but had been assured that it was hilarious and not sad at all. Finally, everyone went to bed and I was able to watch. It was 11.30pm and I had to get up at 5am. Strike one.
I decided to do a preview on the computer – strike two – so I could pause and comment. The movie began, (nice music) and I eagerly anticipated being blown away by this movie. I was not. Not even a little breeze. I could not wait for it to finish. I’m guessing the lateness of the hour, the small screen, the big build up – all contributed to my being completely underwhelmed.
I think my main problem (apart from it being an Oz movie) is that at the time, I was completely a ‘McG’ girl. I had no desire to see **Moonlight, or anything else Alex has been in. I have seen some of his previous work, and it didn’t turn me into an instant fangirl. But McG…I think two episodes into H50, and I was a goner. The Show itself, I was still making my mind up on, but I would have watched McG do the weather report. So long as he smashed some as.ses while doing it.
I get that Jack Flange 🙂 is nothing like McG. All I could think of while watching was Forrest Gump. Jack even walked weirdly. I wanted to see as.smashing and crazy behaviour, not some guy committing a robbery with a fruit roll up mask and a lobster or cutting a dead dog out of a carpet. (On second thought, that is kind of crazy!)
But I decided to do a rewatch. I convinced NotMcG to sit down on the weekend with me and watch.
On the second viewing, I decided I liked it a little better. Surprisingly, NotMcG actually thought it was a pretty good movie. But I still didn’t fall under TOF’s spell. I’m not a TOFFY. I’m with Sheila and that other random person whose name I can’t remember. Oh wait, Lee. Whoever Lee is, she’s smart.
So, while TOF didn’t make me a TOFFY, it did change my perspective on Australian movies. Maybe there are some that aren’t brilliant, some that aren’t absolutely awful.
What did I score TOF? I gave it a 7. It was ok. Though there were some nice scenes….
**Moonlight post coming soon