Wednesday, December 22, 2010

'Walkabout'

My initial question after watching this film is whether or not they were killing actual animals as part of the production of the aborigine helping feed the two white children.

Apparently, filmmakers can harm as many animals that they want. There's no real law against it. At most, you piss off a bunch of liberals. You can chop up as many kangaroos as you want.

A walkabout is an actual rite of passage in the aborigine society where a boy of a certain age must go out into the outback on their own and survive up to a six-month period.

In the film, Walkabout, the aboriginal hero and the two stranded white children undergo their own walkabout; however, no matter what tests the wild threw at them, they couldn't handle or understand the most steadfast of life lessons.

The aboriginal boy learns to his death that love isn't as simple or, pardon the pun, black and white, as doing a courting dance. That not all nonverbal communication traverses cultures.

Whilst the white boy doesn't grasp that the aboriginal boy is dead; a concept that you think he would grasp considering he saw kangaroos and countless lizards killed and cooked for his nourishment. As tight and rugged as his skin go under the sun, nothing could truly prepare him for understanding the death of a human being.

The lesson here is that the time on this Earth is a long walkabout.

I was waiting for someone to explain the beginning. It's considered that the father begins firing a gun at the children out of nowhere, unexpectantly. Yet, the first 10 minutes there's this unspoken antagonism and silent tenseness between the girl and the father. As if she knew it was all going to end as soon as she got the picnic ready.

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