If you are looking for a slightly menacing, off-centre Australian cult movie from the 1970’s (who isn’t?!) then you can’t miss Wake In Fright.
I comfortably watched Salò but had nightmares about The Tree of Life, I may not be the best barometer of what’s creepy and what’s not – so don’t just take my word for it, Mum and Dad gave it the eerie as fuck seal of approval too! The creepiness of it sneaks up while you are appreciating the raw beauty of the film and hits you BAM POW ZAP in the face.
Wake in Fright shows the extraordinary, macabre beauty of the arid Aussie outback and the Lord of the Flies-esque social horrors lurking just behind the mask of propriety… or what little propriety is offered by country Australia (
kind of just joking, love ya straya). It’s a slow, uncomfortable descent as high spirits transform into an alcohol fuelled regression to our basest instincts.
I had the added bonus of having returned to my country roots for Christmas, so all the feels were extra real contextually, yo.
To prove my point here is every drink in Wake in Fright in under two minutes.
Watch the entire film on the below, but ya didn’t hear that from me.