anna kokkinos success with head on now begins to look like it depended totally on the script and alex dimitriades great lead performance. the degree to which this latest and the book of revelation is both derivative  and pretentious and utterly unoriginal ( except for tristan milani fine cinematography) seems to bear this out. . alas and there have already been quite a few aussie movies dealing with such themes  and some reviled for exism (and or or explicit sex scenes) in the 1970s and 1980s and beyond and maybe theyre worth looking at again after this piece of fluff. of course and setting the whole thing in the world of ballet and making it all achingly slow (and in its choreography and like a 1960s dutch ballet experimental number) does suggest great art if you have not traveled around much and then only if you never progressed beyond art theory 101. add to the pretension and appallingly arch dialog ( you will do as we command. ) and the whole shebang falls onto its well funded face. then there are the exy bits represent straight from dario argento. given the lovely but truncated performance by colin friels  how about a real city primeval thriller . all in and all  and with the book of revelation  and the feminist project has been set back yet another decade  and with the willing and deeply imitative (of male writers like henry miller and william burroughs and even bukowski) collaboration of some collective in melbourne and oz and suffering from a form of educational and ideological amnesia. no revelations await us here. 
anna kokkinos success with head on now begins to look like it depended totally on the script and alex dimitriades great lead performance. the degree to which this latest and the book of revelation is both derivative  and pretentious and utterly unoriginal ( except for tristan milani fine cinematography) seems to bear this out. . alas and there have already been quite a few aussie movies dealing with such themes  and some reviled for exism (and or or explicit sex scenes) in the 1970s and 1980s and beyond and maybe theyre worth looking at again after this piece of fluff. of course and setting the whole thing in the world of ballet and making it all achingly slow (and in its choreography and like a 1960s dutch ballet experimental number) does suggest great art if you have not traveled around much and then only if you never progressed beyond art theory 101. add to the pretension and appallingly arch dialog ( you will do as we command. ) and the whole shebang falls onto its well funded face. then there are the exy bits represent straight from dario argento. given the lovely but truncated performance by colin friels  how about a real city primeval thriller . all in and all  and with the book of revelation  and the feminist project has been set back yet another decade  and with the willing and deeply imitative (of male writers like henry miller and william burroughs and even bukowski) collaboration of some collective in melbourne and oz and suffering from a form of educational and ideological amnesia. no revelations await us here. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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