The King Is Dead!

I saw this film at the Ghent filmfestival 2012. The announcement text in the festival brochure sounded intriguing, and promised a series of surprising as well as disturbing turns of events. It worked out different from what I expected, but still surprising and disturbing alike.

Imagine a well-to-do couple buying a new house in what looks like a classy neighborhood. On one side a young couple with one little daughter, with whom they make friends easily, even to the extent that they make a small door in the fence to allow the kid walking in and out when she wants to.

On the other side is a house that looks disorderly, to say the least, inhabited by an antisocial man (called "King" for short) who receives even-so antisocial people on a daily (and even nightly) basis. Loud parties, drug deals, fights et cetera keep the newly moved couple from their badly needed sleep. They call the police from time to time when the noise from the neighbors borders on unbearable, as law abiding citizens should do, but it has no effect whatsoever. They approach the neighbor and try to reason with him, but his reaction shows a total lack of communication, and the dialog doesn't lead to anything useful. Some people tell them to stop bothering, and to buy earplugs to solve the problem.

You easily sympathize with the couple, while observing how desperation creeps up gradually. Finally they reach a point where they decide to take action. Their plan is to hide some of their silverware in the neighbor's house when he is away, and to call in the police. Their hope is that he gets arrested and disappears for some time. Being amateur burglars it proves not that easy for the faint of heart to break into someone else's house by night. Some hilarious scenes show how they eventually get in. For spoiler's sake this is as far as my synopsis goes. Expect the unexpected after that.

I very much like the way the couple is portrayed as proud house owners and their fruitless steps to deal with the nuisance their neighbors cause, initially by calling the police, later on by trying to reason with the neighbor. It all leads to more despair, thus needing desperate actions. You only can ponder how you would act yourself in such a situation. Hopefully it remains a thought experiment, to never come true in the real world.

All in all, this film can be considered quality entertainment. Do not try to think more of it. However, I found the final scenes a bit far fetched, more than necessary depending on caricatures. I had expected the scenario writers to get more out of the finale. But that is easy for me to say from my comfy chair. The rest of the scenario is well thought out, including the good versus bad neighbors contrast.

Often on the lookout for a good Aussie movie I couldn't pass by the opportunity to view this film having noticed it during the previews a couple of weeks ago. To most who have viewed it the 5.5 rating is quite understandable, it certainly isn't to all tastes. The language at times coming from the Bogan neighbours does tend to be a bit much after 90 minutes.If hearing the c--- word over and over bothers you then this may not be to your taste. If you grew up in Western Sydney you'll realise that this is way most of them talk. The 3 main Bogan characters are designed to be obnoxious and pull it off quite convincingly. However no self-respecting Bogan would reach adulthood without being covered in tattoos, otherwise quite realistic and with a combined IQ of about 40 to match! The yuppy couple, Max and Therese are also quite interesting though not as bright as you would think their professions warrant. Max is clearly someone who'll go to any lengths necessary to avoid conflict with anyone which puts him in quite a quandary what with his wife pushing him to confront their trashy neighbours. Like a lot of guys he's a big wuss at heart. So begins a series of badly thought out plots which never meet their objective i.e to get rid of the neighbours from hell. The plot is full of holes and stupidity reigns. Sometimes you wish you could knock Max and Theresa's heads together. Why didn't they at least have more than a cursory glance of what the house next door looked like before choosing to buy the place? I guess people have made the same mistake before but you can't help but think this couple bring most of their problems on themselves because of their stupidity. As for the couple on the other side, their roles were pointless, their characters superficial and as such somewhat peripheral overall(I still don't understand the garlic bit - was he trying to stop vampires moving in?). All up I found it was a movie I could sit through and even be entertained mainly by the interesting characters so long as I didn't sit there analysing it constantly. I'd say it's more a 6.1 than a 5.5 which I know is a bit generous but I do believing in encouraging the Austalian film industry which though they have produced some crap over the years, have on occasion come up with the odd gem. Sadly this is no gem.

A pretty relatable story about loud bogan drug dealing neighbours and how to deal with them. A small but effective film with some funny characters. The main character's choices towards the end get a bit ridiculous but it wraps up fairly well.

This film is about a lot more than just the neighbours. In fact it subtly and silently relies on that long running soap as a platform to explore a side of Australia that isn't cheesy at all. Where do all the schizoid, emotionally disabled ,morally destitute, drug addled violent detritus of the lucky country live and what can you do about it? Can you bear it to imagine being anywhere near them and how easy some homicidal programme based on eugenic principles might appeal to progressive middle class gentrifiers faced with horrific disturbance imposed on peace and quiet, let alone petty crime, helplessness and vicious anti social behavior are some of the questions carefully presented. The two tiered society and correlation between disadvantage and opportunity or lack of it and sanity will keep you thinking for a while if you pay attention. You get a little humor true but darkness is not at the edge of town it really is right there in front of you, it's not the Hells Angels but just the idea of the 1% ers being many more than that number and too stupid to leave everybody else out of it. And we all know about the houses with the broken windows long grass, tatts, rape, glassing, all night parties and rivers of beer between visits to that core institution Centrelink. The film will be weighed down by our deep seated fear of this disturbance, a creeping cancer of the dumb and dumber. A brave challenge. No Kylie