A dream of what once was. It would be dismissive to call it nostalgic, though not entirely untrue.

Brett Lee is good, but the film lacks the budget and originality to create a compelling fantasy from the well worn elements.

His poetic and inventive documentaries deal with recurring themes of family and identity.

It’s about a lot of things – the mob, the Irish, the FBI, even the IRA – but the point never comes in to focus.

Perhaps in this age of YouTube personality, Klemke’s footage is a prophetic text.

Something about the film’s visual style didn't convince me, and I’ve been reflecting on it ever since I saw it.

In the documentary Putuparri and the Rainmakers director Nicole Ma tackles the delicate and often painful process of cultural maintenance in a traditional Aboriginal community.

Ridley Scott is so enamoured with growing potatoes from poo he forgets that vulnerability and self-doubt are what bring us to the edge of our seats.

One of the best films of the year.

An intelligently acted, astute film that carries off a delicate balancing act.