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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…
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.
007's brother as a school teacher on holiday in the town of Yo Gabba Gabba. Being a slave to the system. A jolly-ole bloke cop. An Outback Steakhouse. An intense game of Heads or Tails. Losing everything but your ass. Sneaking out to make out. Dr. Loomis doing random crazy shit. A fast fox. A cool dog. Fun with Dick and Joe. Kangaroo cruelty. Little orphaned joeys. A Brokeback night with the good doctor. An expert marksman missing the right shot. Free drinks will get you in trouble. Getting the hell out of Dodge. A fucked-up trippy journey of self-rediscovery.
Hopefully being rescued from near extinction doesn't overshadow the fact that Wake in Fright is a truly fine, frightening, and fascinating film. Though it does add a sense of relief while watching that something of this caliber was almost lost forever, it's only an occasional and momentary sensation as the film itself stands on its own merits. Like Walkabout, Wake in Fright is a study on the isolation of the quintessential loneliness of the Outback, and hints at a malignancy in the land itself. Whether this danger is symbiotic to the men who live here or constructed and fueled by them makes no difference, as its touch is omnipresent. Perhaps director Ted Kotchoff suggests some infernal perpetual motion machine -…
"Wake in Fright" is a straightforward, artful, and mesmerizing documentation of a man's descent into social and psychological ruin, the prim and pretty John's trip to a new town quickly turning into a nightmarish, booze-soaked trap from which he can't escape. It's a compelling almost-horror story and a classic of Australian cinema that slowly reveals the animalistic tendencies that lurk beneath our studied and performed exteriors.
A dark and bizarre journey into a small Australian town known as the "Yabba" where the hospitality is great and the beer never stops flowing. A true decent into madness, a nightmarish trip of a once respectable man slowly becoming an animal. A forgotten weekend that will never be forgotten.
It's kind of hard to explain this film, it needs to be seen. Beware if you can't handle animal cruelty though, there are some pretty disturbing scenes involving Kangaroos.
Donald Pleasance is outstanding!
Like running against a brick wall. Charlie knows. Everyone betting knows. The hunters know. They know and they laugh and they smile. There's just no way out. I mean, did John not even see that opening shot which clearly laid out how futile running was going to be?
Wake in Fright or How John Learned to Be a Man and Stop Wanting More is simple. John is in shithole. John wants to not be in shithole. Beer.
What follows suit is a delirium of debauchery as John fails to see his decent away from the white suited man he is at the beginning of the film. And, similar to Once Were Warriors, that decent, spurned by "a good time," involves…
If there's one film genre that Australians love to make and make well, it's the psychological thriller. And this classic 1971 Australian film may well have paved the way for such modern successes as Wolf Creek, Van Diemen's Land and Snowtown. Though, unlike those films, 'Wake In Fright' doesn't draw upon real-life stories for its plot. Based upon the novel of the same name, it instead takes the harsh Australian outback culture and puts a schoolteacher from Sydney in the middle of it, causing a terrifying mental downturn fueled by copious litres of beer and a smattering of violent and explicit acts.
The series of effective male bonding rituals in this dry, barren country - continuous drinking, gambling and two-up,…
Apparently this is meant as a descent into the personal hell of the protagonist.
Am I an alcoholic if I think that generous strangers offering free beer, free food, and a free bed seems more awesome than horrific? Forget Sydney, the Yabba is clearly where's it's at. If only my ancestors had chosen Australian over Canada. Oh well, back to paying $7 for a 14 oz "pint!"
> Aussies love Beer and if you refuse to have a drink, they feel insulted.
> Gary Bond looks like Peter O' Toole.
> The sweltering heat is captured superbly.
> The controversial kangaroo sequence will leave a scar on your mind.
> Was surprised to see Donald Pleasance aka Micheal Myer's doc in an unpleasant avatar.
> Thou shall not gamble
> The nightmarish dream at the end reminded me of a hallucinatory scene in Midnight Cowboy.
> John Grant poses a serious question to the viewer, does these things happen to all those who arrive in Australia or i asked myself "surely this fish out of the water central story occurs everywhere irrespective of nation?"
> End of the day for millions life is a systematic circle, we will end up where we started no matter what we do!
> Nowehere near the 70's Masterworks Walkabout,Picnic at Hanging Rock or The Last Wave, still worth a dekho!
That single bead of sweat.
It's easy to see it roll down the side of John Grant's face and chalk it up to being induced by the balmy weather occupying the Australian outback, but I know that kind of sweat. It's the kind that would be there even on the coldest of days. It's the kind that I would wipe away while watching money exchange hands due to some sort of gambling taking place in my vicinity. When I was younger, still a teenager with no appreciation of the value of the dollar, the thrill of a wager would get my heart racing, my blood boiling, and my teeth chattering in excitement. As crazy as it sounds, whether I won…
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