Today is Australia Day, and while I have never been to Australia, and was never previously all that desperate to go, I have recently read Picnic at Hanging Rock again found myself intrigued by the land down under.
Picnic at Hanging Rock (1975)
The Empire of the Sun boys, walking on a dream.
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby!
Feral Tasha escapes Mumma Rose's clutches and makes it all the way to Hollywood, lured by the charms of Michael Bay and Shia Labeouf, only to be confronted with a new nemesis; Megan Fox.
This man has exemplary knife skills. Sigh.
My dream for Jessica Hart is that she escapes The City and sets up home on an Outback farmstead with Pottsy and wears a lot of white broderie anglaise in the process.
Stripper Martha and Feral Tasha, BFF IDEMT. Stripper Martha's wearing of cowboy boots under her dress at her wedding in a barn (which burned down halfway though the reception) to Tragic Jack meant a lot to me.
As did Heartbreak High, many moons ago. Someone told me in second year of high school that I looked a bit like the guitar-toting miserabalist Abi, and while secretly gutted they didn't say Anita Scheppers of Anita and Drazic fame, I was nonetheless pleased.
Demelza Reveley, winner of Australia's Next Top Model (the most straight-talking and lowest budget of the NTMs, and therefore the most entertaining), and of the infernal battle with her internal bitch, in the end.
Early girl crush Anita and early boy crush Drazic.
Something Else. Speaking of which, might have to resurrect my Something Else 2008 hipster mystical wolf print tee.
Drazic again, no doubt standing up for what's right.
Evil Twin. Need those boots. And the dress wouldn't go unworn.
Ruby pwns rapey bio-dad.
Jenny Agutter in Walkabout (1971). Admittedly, to my eleven-year-old mind the James Vance Marshall novel was interminable, but it may be time to attempt it again.
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