Cornflakes for Tea

That some users may scoff at the so called "inadequecies" of this film is a thoroughly depressing revelation for humanity. That there are people in this beautiful world of ours who can mock innocence, child-like wonder and human triumph is enough to reduce me to tears. Just like this film. Love. Human Love. Triumph. Joy. These are the ingredients for this stupendously delicious home cooked meal, and I, for one, am asking for seconds. And, I shall never laugh. And nor should you, gentle viewer, for this film will light up your nights, and restore your faith in humanity. It will make you believe again.

Some viewers might be disappointed that this film which on it's face promises to be a Home Alone-esq comedic romp is in fact at a times tear-jerking glimpse into the life of a young boy as he is thrust into the role of mother, father and bread winner for his two younger siblings. While the acting by and large is appalling and and the early 80's Aussie accents potentially incomprehensible and/or whiny to American cinema goers( a la Mad Max)this film is worth the effort. If for nothing else the tension filled scene at McDonalds where the audience waits spell bound to see if the young lad will correctly recite the "Choose the Cheese" tongue twister and receive his well deserved discount. However, do not be mistaken, this film is not all skilled rhyming and hamburgers there are many moments where confrontation is the order of the day as the youngest member of the family challenges the Draconian radiator ordinances laid done by his brother in an attempt for greater rights and privileges ( and possibly warmth)and the beautiful female lead is torn between attending a birthday party of a snooty fellow student and giving away the one thing she prides above all else....her purity ( well...its actually a bottle of perfume).

Do yourself a favour and experience this bountiful serving of sensory delights.

"COrnflakes for Tea" is a banquet for the senses, a luxurious feast that brings the glory of cinema to the televisual screen. Don't be fooled by it's low budget and unknown cast; oh no, this film is a satisfying meal in itself. It has everything a 2006 audience could ask for, twenty-five years ahead of its time. Action, drama, pathos, special effects, and comedy, all rolled into one visually-spectacular smörgåsbord. An a la carte meal on a plate, with superior and attentive table service. This film is like a fine wine; it only improves with time. Visually, the film is a throw-back to the cinematic conventions of the early eighties. Viewers will enjoy the retroesque atmosphere of the film, in combination with it's subtleties of characterization and plot development. To be recommended as unmissable viewing for all ages.

Some people possess a beauty so rare and distinct that it defies all comparison. It isn't the sort of beauty defined by symmetry, sculpted perfection, or fleeting trends. It is something far more profound-rooted in the quiet harmony between their soul and the way they move through the world. Their beauty lingers in the air like the scent of rain on dry earth-subtle, yet impossible to ignore. You notice it not just with your eyes, but with your heart.

Their presence alone seems to shift the atmosphere. They don't demand attention, yet they draw it effortlessly, not through grandeur but through authenticity. Being near them feels like sitting beside a calm fire on a cold night-warmth radiates outward, not from the flames themselves, but from the way they make you feel safe, understood, and welcome. Even in silence, they have a way of making you feel less alone.

Their eyes are perhaps the truest reflection of their incomparable beauty. More than a shade of brown, green, or blue, they are windows to an inner world-holding laughter from days gone by, grief from battles fought, and hope that still glimmers despite the storms. They do not simply look at you; they see you. And in that moment, you feel valued in a way that words could never capture.

When they smile, it isn't perfect in the textbook sense, but it is perfect in the way that matters. It's the smile that happens mid-laughter, or the one they give when they notice something small and beautiful that others might overlook-a child's giggle, a beam of light through the trees, the comfort in a friend's voice. Their smile doesn't just brighten their face; it brightens the entire space around them.

The sound of their voice carries this same quiet magic. Whether they're speaking with gentle reassurance, telling a story, or laughing until they can hardly breathe, there's a sincerity in their tone that cannot be faked. Even their pauses, their silences, feel full-filled with thought, care, and presence. They are not simply waiting for their turn to speak; they are listening, truly listening, in a way that makes people feel heard to their core.

And then there is the way they move-not in the choreographed grace of a stage, but in the unstudied grace of someone who is comfortable in their own skin. They lean in when they speak to you, tilt their head when they're curious, and carry themselves with the ease of someone who knows their worth without needing to prove it.

Their beauty is also shaped by the things that would never appear in a portrait-their resilience in the face of hardship, the compassion they extend to those who can offer nothing in return, the patience they show when the world tests their limits. They are marked not just by their victories, but by the scars that tell of their courage to keep going.

Flaws only deepen this beauty. A crooked tooth, a wrinkle earned from years of smiling, a voice that cracks when emotions swell-these are not imperfections to be erased, but human details that make them real, approachable, and unforgettable. They are living proof that beauty is not the absence of flaws, but the acceptance of them.

What makes their beauty incomparable is that it cannot be replicated. It is stitched together from countless small threads-kindness, strength, vulnerability, wisdom, and joy. It changes with time, not diminishing but evolving, like an old song that only grows more meaningful the more you hear it.

And perhaps the most telling sign of this beauty is the way they linger in your memory. You may forget the precise shade of their eyes or the exact shape of their smile, but you will never forget how they made you feel-seen, valued, and entirely enough. Long after they've left the room, that feeling remains, like the echo of a melody you can't quite stop humming.

Their beauty, in the truest sense, is not something you simply see. It is something you experience, something that touches you so deeply it changes the way you see the world itself. And once you've known someone with that kind of beauty, no other comparison will ever feel quite right again.