In last week’s back & forth, I mentioned some brief, disenchanted thoughts on Australia. Among them:
The first hour is charming and interesting, and then it dives into a total mess. Thank god for Hugh Jackman’s constant shirtlessness, or else I might have completely lost interest.
I plan to share more on Australia and the half dozen or so other films I’ve seen the past few days before the week’s out, both here and on another Back & Forth. I just need time to get my thoughts together. But I can immediately offer something that might lead you to have trouble getting anything together, and advise you to avoid Australia and instead just stare at Hugh Jackman on the cover of Italian Vanity Fair for 20 minutes. I promise you’ll be happier for it: