"The castle" is just one of those movies that go unnoticed but they tell more than tons of blockbusters. This Australian movie deals about a simple family, the Kerrigans. No one cares about them, they just life their life in their house which is the area in where all tears and laughs are gathered. Father Kerrigan may be a simple man who acts a bit stupid and who is enjoying simple things like his wife who is baking a cake, but he loves it. He has three sons, one is constantly reading adverts, the other is specialised in making useless things, the third one sits in jail for a stupid robbery and his blonde stupid daughter who has married a kickboxingfanatic. All goes well till the day the neighbours (huuuum, an airport!) want to expand and tell to leave their house. What then follows is a battle from a man who cant cope with the unjustice. He hires an advocate who doesn't even can handle the basics of law and during the battle the viewer faces both melodramatic scenes and black humour (he cries for victory when he actually lost the case) and during 80 minutes you can laugh your ass off with the simplicity of life. "The castle" isn't great movieart but director Rob Stich reaches the equivalent of both early Stephen Frears and Mike Leigh.
Review of The Castle
