Why are Australian films so consistently bleak? We seem to have moved on from the heroin storyline that was so consistent through the late nineties early naughties, but yet things are still bleak and awful.
Last Ride (even the title tells you that things aren’t going to go great) follows Kev (Hugo Weaving) as he drags his young son Chook (Tom Russell) across the country, hiding out from the law. Kev veers from being loving in a brash manner to plain abusive, and the audience is siding with Chook as he tries to find his place in the world.
It’s a harsh film depicting a rough and horrible world, and this is plain in the dull, ugliness that comes through in every shot. No rose-coloured glasses here. Just bleak, bleak, bleak.