Hotel Coolgardie

It is an absolute must watch!

As a female Australian who has worked as a bar maid and also grown up exposed to country towns (or just those 'typical' all Australian communities, because it's not just rural areas men/women/employers have this mindset which sadly is representing Australia so poorly) i can confirm this is a very accurate portrayal. Well Done!

Warning: Prepare yourself to go through all the emotions like I did when i watched it. This film really brought to light so many things that are wrong in our culture, many of which are so desperately needing to be exposed off and talked about.

I look forward to seeing more documentary's like this one, one highlighting the gambling culture here would be something id love to see from these same film makers if possible.

The most accurate portrayal of Australian culture on film and everything that's wrong with it. One of the most harrowing pieces of film-making I have ever seen.

This gave me anxiety. It felt like I had been dunked underwater and couldn't come up for breath. You can't look away. From the moment the film started, it's engrossing and eye-opening.

I wish the likes of "Pikey" were fictional characters. But they're not. He and many others (women included) are throughout Australian towns and cities causing havoc, committing assault and other assorted crimes.

I have been on both sides of the bar, and experienced a lot of what was depicted in this documentary. Australia's rampant culture of alcoholism is well on display here and captured so accurately by the filmmakers. The fly-on-the-wall style suits it perfectly.

It's embarrassing viewing as an Australian, but essential viewing at the same time. The postscript was as jaw-dropping as the rest of the film, and equal parts heartbreaking. Hotel Coolgardie is a film I will never forget.

RIP Canman.

Oz band Men At Work once wrote a song about a land down under, "where women glow and men plunder". They obviously weren't singing about Coolgardie, where the women are every bit as vile and repugnant as the men. The last time I heard the phrase "bar girl' was back in the 70s in a town in a third-world country, and even back then the term was considered derogatory. But it is still gleefully used by a bar called The Swan in Coolgardie, in the new millennium! The reason why I watched this till the end (and might watch again) is because of my fascination with rural Australia, facets of which were well served by movies like Priscilla, Queen of the Desert and the remake of Wake in Fright. So yes, I found this movie downright unpleasant, yet fascinating to watch, if only to tell myself how lucky I am not to be living there :) !!

Very good filming where you forget there is a camera and it is quite clear the people in this documentary forgot the camera quickly as well.

It shows a rough brutal way that a hotel owner treats temporary employees and how a small mining town looks forward to greeting new staff.

Some characters come off ok, some clearly are lonely and welcome the chance to get to know new faces and take a trip with them to relieve the boredom of the town but others clearly have other ideas.

Shocking to see how an employer reacts to illness, to know what I mean watch the movie.

I was born in Melbourne, Australia, and I'm glad that I was, because, to think that I may have ended up as one of these vile rubes is worrying. I really wish these poor girls had taken bar jobs closer to the cities, away from Australia's worst-case scenario situation.

It's the same old story; Employer seems nice to begin with, rolls out the welcome mat. Quickly turns terrible from there. Bigotry, misogyny and bullying follow on a regular basis. I was a bartender for four years. I had one employer who was a sleazebag with the ladies but was never abusive to his employees. I really just wish the girls had left on the first night. There are civilised places in Australia where people don't treat foreigners like they're garbage.

I can't fault the movie. It is what it is. It depicts exactly why I don't go too far out into the boonies anymore because they live fifty years in the past. I would love to see the owner show up at a bar in Melbourne spouting that garbage to the girls. Somebody would break his jaw in a second.