Picnic At Hanging Rock (2008)

“Don’t worry about us. We shall only be gone a little while…” Peter Weir’s breakout feature, this is an enigma wrapped up in a riddle, chained in a multi-chambered puzzle box, weighed down with the ballast of bafflement and plopped into the lake of infinite mystery. It plays like a ghostly companion piece to Sofia Coppola’s The Virgin Suicides: tousled and troubled young women, sexual awakening, repression, identity issues, adult-teenage clash… Like Suicides, it’s wistful, drowsy, wispy, dreamy and just a little bit dippy in places. But it also delves deeper, stirring up more universal themes than tortured youth and rich-girl angst.

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