Truth is what you want it to be, what you listen as the gospel song and spit back in unison as the cries of the heavens shriek for comfort. A man and his delivery van shepherding groceries brings the link between these two episodes. One second in the first, far longer in the second. Taking too much time to focus on the wrong thing is to the detriment of the series as a whole and an Easter egg for those otherwise.
Smoke billows about the office of a trashy tabloid magazine with Mischa (Peta Wilson) dead in its sights. One story over another clouds the judgement of the hot shot trash writer and his kinky sex dreams make walking the time line a blurry experience indeed. Creaking old metal shed windows ordinarily wake the deaf from a deep snooze, but in the country, with no other external noise to factor in, is a silent sneak. Such is even the ending of this, twisted as it's home implies.
All over everywhere else promoting Macbeth, Sam Worthington is Gus the grocery delivery man. And the woman, Susie Porter, happens to be one of those reclusive fearflies, unable to step beyond the threshold of the house. Tenterhooks for the encounter, they banter and whip each other good on the dialogue. Believable in all their animosity and curiosity, the tenderness in the situation meets up with some supernatural charm to strike a match that winks on a wave goodbye.
Monday, 11 September 2006 - 22:48
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