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Not Quite Hollywood: The Wild, Untold Story of Ozploitation!
While films were filmed in and about Australia, they were usually films like Wake in Fright and Walkabout that were made by foreigners; originally Australia’s most popular film exports were soft porny sex comedies with such titles as The Naked Bunyip, Alvin Rides Again, and Again! And Again! And Again! and The Sex Therapist. While Australians were enjoying idiotic homemade comedies with the “Ocker” films (which crudely made fun of Australian hick values) like Alvin Purple, Stork, and The Adventures of Barry McKenzie (directed by Bruce Beresford who would eventually go more high brow with his Australian masterpiece Braker Morant).
But what really put Australian exploitation on the map was the high octane violence and stunts films like Stone, Death Cheaters, the culty Mad Dog Morgan, and director Brian Trenchard-Smith’s The Man From Hong Kong. Trenchard-Smith came up with the amazing idea of combining stunts with a rock band known as Sorcery which led to the ridiculously inane Stunt Rock (he would continue directing with the equally fascinating Turkey Shoot and Dead End Drive-In). Stunt Rock was also an acting vehicle for legendary Australian stuntman Grant Page, playing himself, who seemed to have a hand in all of Australia action movies.
There’s also a long list of Australian horror flicks and Hitchockian thrillers that are analyzed including Long Weekend, Patrick, Strange Behavior, Thirst, and, most visibly, Road Games. By the ‘80s, with the success of Mad Max and home grown quality films like Breaker Morant and My Brilliant Career, the fun slowed as pressure was put on the industry to comply with mainstream commercial expectations resulting in the visually overwrought Razorback and kiddie action like BMX Bandits.
While the treasure trove of clips is amazing it’s the stories behind the films and the personalities that worked on them that prove most fascinating. The era was filled with both the dreamers and the get-rich-quick schemers. They usually were unaware of the waves they were making away from their island, where a generation of film geeks like Tarantino actually knew who Grant Page was. As a kid in the ‘80s, films like Road Games, Razorback, and Dead End Drive-In become favorites of mine through the magic of late night cable, but I had no idea the madness behind them or the genre they fell into. Like most of the best cinema documentaries Not Quite Hollywood: The Wild, Untold Story of Ozploitation! exposed me to tons of titles I wasn’t aware of and a few made my personal queue. I immediately had to run out and rent Stunt Rock; well worth the hustle. Hartley has moved to the top of the film documentarian class and I’m already excited to see his next flick—a doc on the history of producers Golan and Globus’s Cannon Films (though less welcome, he’s apparently doing a remake of the coma-ESP thriller Patrick). Hartley has a way of finding the fun in stories about cinema’s underbelly and the junk cinema they created, it’s not quite Hollywood but it’s something pretty special on its own level.