Australia hasn’t exactly been the most prolific of countries when it comes to horror movies. The biggest success story arguably being James Wan, who found himself instantly making way across to 'them there Americas' in order to expand on his short film idea for Saw before churning out film after film of watered-down Hollywood bullshit.
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Lake Mungo is an Australian mockumentary based around the Palmer family and tells the story of the death of their sixteen year old daughter Alice. Through talking head interviews, news clips and found-footage they talk us through the process of shock, denial and grief that they had to deal with trying to cope with such an awful event.
Stories soon start arising of ghost sightings caught on camera by Alice’s brother Matthew and they turn to a famous radio psychic as a desperate attempt to make sense of what is going on, only to find themselves even more lost and confused. As their investigations continue they start to uncover dark secrets that tormented Alice In the lead up to her death or sexual abuse and social isolation.
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I'm sorry Alice, golf is still shit |
Lake Mungo is the cinematic equivalent of a game of golf. Interesting moments are few and far between with even the most exciting of them not feeling like they are worth the effort to get from one to the other. Maybe I should try watching it again but this time I’ll be wearing tartan trousers and a Pringle jumper whilst a small foreign man hands me different popcorns from a little trolley… Oh and of course with no women, gays or darkies aloud in. This is golf after all.
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