Another one of John Lamond's little treasures, this doco has a fresh approach, focusing on the oddball goings on and outer ordinary stuff, once the lights go down in Oz. It even incorporates cafe de wheels in Sydney, that now has a franchise with it's killer chilli dogs. Witchery grubb and dead snake devouring are other tasty offerings which we were profitable back in 75. We also learn, every year, one person takes the big jump off the Harbor Bridge, which I found hard to swallow. Hadn't they heard of The Gap? This oz exploitation flick is not everyone's cup of tea, but what sucks us in, is that deep down, we really do want to know the bizarre and unbelievable, if shocking, which now is old hat. We have another plus, nudity, whether it's getting down and naked on a hot night in the calm waters of Port Douglas, or throwing paint off your body onto walls while lost in a theatrical dance, you'll see things you never knew existed. How I yearn to have a milk bath now. There are some things you just can't get your head around. And this is what makes this doco stand out in the entertainment stakes. The doco/movie knows how to paint a great ending too, a elongated scene of full naked kiwi girl underwater doing an expressive dance, and in clear view too, the film's highpoint. Another interesting element they touch upon is the tribal Aboriginals, where age expectancy isn't high. They perform a sad haunting song too. We also learn back then, Perth was the gay capital of Australia. And poor old Adelaide misses out, can you believe that? Are we really that dull? I forgive you. What's good about AAD is where one subject ends, a completely different one starts. You'll either be shocked of surprised, you never know what's next. All in all, an eye opener and a time passer, with a passing mark.
