I saw this movie yesterday in a deserted theater. There were 3 other patrons in attendance, which perhaps gives an insight into the fate of its theatrical release. Where to begin with the disatisfaction I felt watching it? For starters, despite the characters being described as being in their late 20's, the actors playing them did not look that age. Try mid thirties instead. It was a jarring and distracting element. This film dealt with 20s somethings who live in ultra glamorous surroundings whilst having identity crises and wondering what "it is all about" . They also attend lavish "ultra hip" events............basically. Its a hard life isn't it? . These are people you wouldn't want to spend a substantial amount of time with. This film seemed to comprise of party scene, after party scene, after party scene, after.......................If something actually happened at these parties, I could actually justify it. I cannot recall a film i have attended in recent memory that has DRAGGED as much as this film. I was aware of its 114 minute running time before going in, and I was stunned when I looked at my watch after what I thought was a substantial amount of time, to realise I had an hour left to go in the company of these annoying characters. Large tracts of this film could have been edited out without the "plot" being affected. I.e the segment dealing with the Russian tennis player. The film also appeared to a running advertisement for several corporate organisations, if you watch the film, it will be easy to detect them. The scene at the horse races has to be one of the most horribly photographed scenes in recent memory, with the actors outfitted in the most garish headgear and formal wear. The film has no score to speak of, it is just pop rock song after pop rock song of the Silverchair, Powderfinger variety. In the end, you start to wonder if you are watching some sort of music video montage . Another instance of the film falling victim to its own perceived "hip"ness. Perhaps Australian audiences are a bit more critical when Aussie films attempt to emulate tried and true formulas used more successfully by Hollywood (I.e the slick rom-com)? But this film did not ring true for me. It seems to me that perhaps the Working Dog team should have attempted a story about characters closer in age to THEM. I cannot recommend this film and if I had to summarise it in a word, it would be PHONY. Wait for DVD. (If you must).
