Peter Weir’s directorial debut is a bonkers but brilliant oil-black comedy, in which the people of Paris, Australia thrive on roadkill: hapless drivers lured off the highway to provide body bits for experiments. Weir-watchers will spot Truman Show parallels in both films’ communities and ‘innocent’ heroes, Terry Camilleri pre-empting Jim Carrey. As career-starters go, it’s one of a kind and still roadworthy. No extras.
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