A drama along the lines of 'Klute' transposed to Sidney in the down-to-earth Aussie fashion in gaudy eighties colours in which concluding her Brilliant Career Judy Davis with her usual cynical elegance made a dramatic career move by trading in her stays and crinolines for lipstick & nail varnish the colour of blood blisters wearing a succession of tiny skirts and enormous earrings (appearing thus attired at the funeral of a friend) as a guitar-strumming, drug-addicted frizzy-haired hooker capable of out-staring a Siamese cat who crosses the path of Bryan Brown at whom she snorts derisively when he asks her if she reads books.
Review of Winter of Our Dreams
