Jun 12

Last night we saw Samson & Delilah, the new romantic comedy (just kidding!) from Warwick Thornton. It’s an impressive film for many reasons, but you must see it on the big screen. Don’t wait for the DVD for this one.

Although the cinema was mostly empty, we had to put up with the usual array of irritating patrons. Four elderly cinemagoers (from roughly two hundred empty seats they chose to sit directly in front of us) spoke in wheezy whispers at key points in the film, to our extreme annoyance. We had to “shush” them twice. They would also tut disapprovingly or groan with exaggerated melancholy at appropriate moments. (I’ve written about this before.)

[Warning, minor spoilers follow.]

Of the small audience, most stayed until the end of the credits. As the lights came on and people rose from their seats, it seemed that many felt something needed to be said about what they had just watched on screen.

“Well, now I’m depressed!” said one lady.

“But there was hope at the end”, replied another.

“Well, that was a different slant on it”, said one budding movie reviewer.

A different slant? On what?? This is the sort of thing you say when you don’t know what to say.

“You know there’s more than seven thousand aboriginals here on the Central Coast …”, said a voice to nobody in particular.

In the words of Molly Meldrum, do yerself a favour, and see this film! The “verandah band” alone is worth the price of admission.

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