Australia (2008)
Baz Luhrmann’s Australia is a loud, melodramatic and lengthy affair, and tries to do for the director’s homeland what Gone With the Wind did for America and Out of Africa did for Africa. Mr. Luhrmann’s noisy, cliched and somewhat naive style of narrative may put off audiences who hate movie cheesiness, but the film is nonetheless enjoyable and passionate enough to make its storytelling sincere.
The plot is a rehash of popular melodramatic epics. It’s the 1930s, and the world is on the brink of war. Nicole Kidman is as an English lady – Mrs. Ashley – who travels to Australia force her husband to come back to England, but instead finds her husband mysteriously murdered and the family cattle ranch threatened by local cattle tycoon King Carney and his evil sidekick Neil Fletcher (David Wenham in a cheesy, cheesy antagonist role – you might remember this actor as Faramir from The Lord of the Rings trilogy, and more recently, 300). Assisted by the cowboy known only as Drover (Hugh Jackman), Lady Ashley is determined to carry on her husband’s legacy and compete against the Carney empire. What ensues is an epic western.
The most interesting element of the story is its highlight of racism and Australia’s previous Aboriginal policies, especially the Child Removal policy which led to the Stolen Generations. One of the film’s supporting characters is Nullah, a mixed blood child who Lady Ashley develops a motherly love for and whose custody she ardently fights for. Indeed, the most powerful and moving scene of the the film is one which unapologetically confronts and criticizes racial prejudice.
As a side note, regarding the film’s depiction of Aborigines, Roger Ebert’s review offers an interesting perspective:
Luhrmann is rightly contemptuous of Australia’s "re-education" policies; he shows Nullah taking pride in his heritage and paints the white enforcers as the demented racists they were. But "Australia" also accepts aboriginal mystical powers lock, stock and barrel, and that I think may be condescending.
Having made the mistake of reading his review first and then seeing the film, I can’t help agreeing with this preconceived notion. On the other hand, the whole film has a slight childish quality to its narrative (I was downright appalled by the first 10 minutes where the characters made their entrance – frankly, I felt it was raucous, distracting and silly), so it’s safe to say that any condescending and paternalistic feelings conveyed are certainly unintentional. Still, Ebert’s point demands reflection.
7/10

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