This is what happens when your car breaks down on a Sunday morning and you have nothing else to do…
Wake in Fright
Have a drink, mate? Have a fight, mate? Have some dust and sweat, mate? There's nothing else out here.
Wake in Fright is the story of John Grant, a bonded teacher who arrives in the rough outback mining town of Bundanyabba planning to stay overnight before catching the plane to Sydney, but as one night stretches into several he plunges headlong into his own destruction.
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Sweltering and oppressive, Wake in Fright is a man's disconcerting descent into his own personal hell.
Kotcheff's film first slowly peels only to end up clawing at its protagonist's humanity, exposing an animalistic nerve that is both confronting and harrowing. Acted superbly across the board and shot with a colour palette that only adds to the scorching desert heat, Wake in Fright captures life in the Australian outback in, what I can only assume, a painfully realistic way.
This film is astonishing. It takes the simplest of premises, a man stuck in a place trying to get away, and turns it into an inevitable, slow, spiralling plunge into the…
All my life I’ve held the misbelief that Canadians were champion drinkers. Not even close. Earlier this year seeing the Russian drama Leviathan shattered my belief, but I comforted myself saying ‘that was vodka’. When it comes to beer, we’re still tops. Apparently not. Those outback Aussies would clean our clocks. ‘Here, drink that up so I can buy you another!’
Wake in Fright is a lucid waking nightmare. It claws at you and pulls you down, deeper and deeper. Resist as you might, its simple nature and utterly base morality and behavior may appear beneath you, causing you to underestimate its charm and power, and this is exactly where the nightmare…
May you dream of the Devil and wake in fright. - AN OLD CURSE
Part 1 of the 30 Countries project.
For the purposes of this project this movie is classed as at least partially being of Australian origin as per its listing on imdb.
“In the remote towns of the west there are few of the amenities of civilization; there is no sewerage, there are no hospitals, rarely a doctor; the food is dreary and flavourless from long carrying, the water is bad; electricity is for the few who can afford their own plant, roads are mostly non-existent; there are no theatres, no picture shows and few dance halls; and the people are saved from stark insanity by the…
The most nihilistic film of all time. Worse than hell; there is nothing. You can drink, you can kill and you can try to escape but you'll still just end up in a void of your own human awfulness.
XMZZ never comes to Yabba. Yabba circles XMZZ like light circling a black hole, forever approaching, never arriving. Yabba is what happens when a single office XMZZ party begins but is never allowed to finish. Boxing Day is advertised in other places far away as some potentially reachable location past the far shores of XMZZ. I am already having nightmares about an immobile robotically chortling Santa in a sleigh made of crumpled beer cans and rifles being dragged through the dirt by dismembered kangaroo corpses. And I haven't gone to sleep yet. Never before have I wanted a kangaroo to wrest a knife away from a human being more than during the watching of 'Wake In Fright'. And what is…
An Outback exploration of just how far we are and how much it takes to get us over the line between regular dignified folk and the alternative. Ted Kotcheff's gem baths you in the weird, covers you in grime, bastes you in Donald Pleasance man-stink then rains testosterone and kangaroos on you. It also involves a ton of beer. When it's over, you will either be contemplating what circumstances would cause YOU to crossover, or you will just feel dirty and violated. I love that Kotcheff gave this, First Blood AND Weekend at Bernie's to me. He is like my favorite uncle.
I lived in Australia just long enough (almost 10 years ago now sheesh) to be able to say that this is very truly the most Australian film I've ever seen. Captured the outback in all its drunken, sweaty glory; the place where I learned how to cuss like the best of them and get absolutely shit-faced.
Was lucky enough to see Dir. Ted Kotcheff give a little talk afterwards that made me feel marginally better about the kangaroos, but only marginally. Then again, this is absolutely not meant to be a feel-good film so I suppose... success?
A descent into hell, yabba the place where the light is everywhere, you don't need money to buy beer, sex and meat and if you want to leave it you have to commit suicide....great film, I got drunk just by watching it, though.
Holy moly. True Australian masterpiece. Loved the red tinnies.
The aim of what you call civilisation is a man in a smokin' jacket, whiskey and soda, pressing a bottom... button, to destroy a planet a billion miles away, and kill a billion people he's never seen.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Wake in Fright depicts the Australian outback as a hazardous hellhole that swallows up any urban foreigner that wanders through and spits out another of the stereotypical, almost caricatured Aussie battlers. The rural citizen, the blokey larrikin, the ever-drinking womaniser that addresses any problems with a "You'll be right mate", a pat on the shoulder and a cold one. They don't seem to ever do an ounce of work. Most of their vehicles lie in shambles; Grant rationalises this as there being no need to leave once you have settled here, and feels the bonds tighten claustrophobically over his body.
All in all, the film's treatment is a little dated. These stereotypes still exist in smaller and less outward forms,…
Excellent bit of back water decrepitude at the beginning of the Australian new wave.
Un instituteur en vacance se retrouve coincé dans une petite ville australienne alors qu'il cherche à rejoindre sa femme. Film frustre comme on savait les faire dans les années 70s, on s'attendrait, sur la base de ce scénario au goût vague de déjà-vu, à la confrontation d'un citadin avec des rednecks congénitaux, mais si il est bien question d'un choc des cultures, le film est beaucoup plus subtil que ça, distillant un malaise dont il est difficile de cerner les causes plutôt qu'une franche répulsion. On pense à ces grands films de l'époque revendiquant un fantastique discret, imprégnant davantage l'ambiance générale que le fonds : The Shout, The Last Wave, Picnic at Hanging Rock ou Don't Look Now...
Prochain arrêt ? Peut-être
Six-o-meter : 3/6
Once known as Australia’s great “lost film”, Wake in Fright (1971) had faded into indefinite obscurity by the mid 1970’s until 2009, when it was digitally restored. It is now regarded as both a progenitor of the Australian New Wave and one of the nation’s finest films, depicting a grisly reality incomparable to similar fare except perhaps its stark contemporary Deliverance (1972). This now universally-regarded nonpareil is an Australian psychological-thriller that was directed by Ted Kotcheff and based on Kenneth Cook’s novel of the same name. The narrative follows a pattern similar to many films of the Australian New Wave: the sinister nature of the Outback infiltrates the protagonist, bringing him into delusional madness over the course of the film.…
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