In this film Paul Cox has created the most moving depiction of mature age love that I have ever seen. Resolutely unsentimental, the film is breathtakingly beautiful (the cinematography of Tony Clark is outstanding) and brilliantly acted. Julia Blake gives one of the great performances of Australian (dare I say World) cinema - she is like a sleeping woman who suddenly wakes up to remember that life is about passion. And her beautiful face is unforgettable. Charles "Bud" Tingwell is also excellent as her lover - and Terry Norris is equally fine as her husband.
And there are images that stay in your mind - reflections in glass, in train doors, in steamed up mirrors. The melding of memory and the present in seamless edits and dissolves is also astonishing. And Paul Grabowsky's score is hauntingly beautiful. I don't want to say much more because this film needs to be savoured with a fresh mind. I would just like to say that this may well be Paul Cox's greatest film.
And there are images that stay in your mind - reflections in glass, in train doors, in steamed up mirrors. The melding of memory and the present in seamless edits and dissolves is also astonishing. And Paul Grabowsky's score is hauntingly beautiful. I don't want to say much more because this film needs to be savoured with a fresh mind. I would just like to say that this may well be Paul Cox's greatest film.