BARRY MCKENZIE HOLDS HIS OWN is a barrage of sexism, racism, drinking, shagging and xenophobia. I love it. There is a vague plot, in which Dame (here Auntie) Edna is kidnapped by Romanian Communists who think she is the Queen of England, but who cares?
The film consists of scene after scene of crass mayhem. Much of the joy comes from the terrible/brilliant one-liners; "Wild chevals couldn't drag me away!" says Cul the Frog (an Australian living in France). The humour is broad, earthy and very male, drawing largely on stereotypes.
The film manages to simultaneously be an indictment of Australian attitudes of the era and a celebration of them. Whichever version you prefer it is enormous fun, eminently quotable, will scare your respectable friends and provide you with some big laughs.
The film consists of scene after scene of crass mayhem. Much of the joy comes from the terrible/brilliant one-liners; "Wild chevals couldn't drag me away!" says Cul the Frog (an Australian living in France). The humour is broad, earthy and very male, drawing largely on stereotypes.
The film manages to simultaneously be an indictment of Australian attitudes of the era and a celebration of them. Whichever version you prefer it is enormous fun, eminently quotable, will scare your respectable friends and provide you with some big laughs.