The Boys (1998)
The Boys is a disturbingly putrid portrait of Australian masculinity at its worst.
The Boys is a disturbingly putrid portrait of Australian masculinity at its worst.
Over at the Essential, I took a look at some of November’s upcoming home entertainment releases for Australian consumers, including a formidable Evil Dead boxset. Check it out.
I am all about director boxsets. There’s something intimidating about the exploration required to engage in completionist cinephilia, where you endeavour to see every single picture a director filmed, so it’s a relief to simply plonk a box down on your shelf and set yourself a more manageable goal, rather than scurrying around the outskirts…
I liked Tim Winton’s The Turning more than most critics. Looking back at my review now, I don’t think I succeeded in explaining why it appealed to me; it’s an assumption underlying my write-up, but I don’t think I made it clear. In part, it’s based in my fondness for Winton’s original anthology, which I’d…