I never seen any other film which turned up my stomach like this, but not because if the film would'n gruesome, but because it was perfect. At first I can't understand lot of things, especially why shows the commonly brute and dump criminals such an interesting persons, then came the two brilliant murder-scene (on the boat, and at the river) when I feel the salty air and hear the bubble of water in the silent of night after the horrible acts. The murderers were people too, if they were not any of kind of it. It is that realism which constitute the true literature (because the film is literature too, only visual), but very rare from the beginning when the film industry was born. The "Australian film" are an exception. And the Blue Murder is the crown of it. If I could write in English any good, I would write a sort notice (with ten thousand words) about what the difference of the Australian actors, scenes, lines, photography etc. compared any other country's film-industry (expecially USA), but I can't. (I heard that sigh!) Sorry. L. Katona
Review of Blue Murder
