Doing Time for Patsy Cline

A meandering tale of a young Australian would-be country singer (Matt Day) on his way to Nashville to claim his fortune. In a little too unbelievable turn of events, he hitches a ride with a couple of con artists on the lam. He falls for the girl (Otto) and goes to prison with the guy, to cover for her.

Day's subdued obsessions is the charm of the film. His knack for country is not. Told in a needless twisted series of flashbacks and flashforwards, the story is not so much confusing as it is boring since we are revealed the inevitable climax early on.

A large part of the film spent with Day and the con man in a small outback jail, hence the name "doing time." The stereotypical characters in jail with them, Day and the con man's banal insights, and the unbelievably mixed attitude of the cops make this chunk of the film difficult to sit through. Indeed the audience is forced to do time.

A simple story, common to any lonely dreamer, Ralph(Matt Day)wants to go to Nashville to become a country music star. With a ticket to America and a dream he heads off to Sydney only to be picked up on the road, by Boyd(Richard Roxburgh) and Patsy(Miranda Otto) On first blush, Boyd and Pasty seem to be an Australian version of the stock wise-cracking American grifter, stealing, lying and drifting to make their way in the world.

But this is just where the story begins. A fine performance by Roxburgh unfolds a character with surprising compassion and depth. Otto gives one of her better performances as the tender Patsy, too delicate to survive without the constant attention of her protective lover. And Day brings just the right touch of innocence and youthful arrogance to the young man who learns a crucial lesson from his world weary traveling companions.

If you like country music or even if you don't, this is a terrific slice of something that has the flavor of americana, but supplies the depth often lacking in American films. It's worth a look just for Roxburgh's performance alone-

Bush boy Ralph plans to travel to the big smoky city, catch a flight to Nashville and bingo! A new country singer star is born. But, unfortunately for him, he meets up with fast talking Boyd and sweet Patsy. The law gets a whiff of them and the boys end up in a country jail, hence the title. For young Ralph this becomes an experience that will improve his country music lyrics about standard issues of prison, women and the hard life. A pleasant comedy that wobbles on its legs towards the end. Roxburgh excels as Boyd, helped with a fine script by Kennedy. The catchy song is a bonus.

Richard Roxburgh has barely played a false note through his acting career and it's not for his efforts that Doing Time for Patsy Cline falls a tad flat.

Had the movie spent more time on the road rather than been bogged down so much by the doing time aspect, and forgone the somewhat tedious ruminations of wannabe country singing star played by Matt Day and what coulda, shoulda been, the film may have opened up more interesting plot possibilities aka David Lynch's Wild at Heart.

All in all it's a watchable exercise with endearing moments and characters. With a little more attention paid to the storyline, Doing Time for Patsy Cline may have reached a few more high notes.

BUT! There's always a film that we seem to drag up that indeed puts us to shame. With a slightly boring story line with confusing dreamscapes and reality flashes, the viewer struggles to be intrigued by this movie. Basically, a wannabe country wailer leaves his ma and pa and heads out for the wild wild world outside of his dirt home. Meets a big headed guy with an apparently gorge gal at his side with a hidden talent for country music. A film about discovering your true self...but I think we could all probably do that without a totally stereo typical movie of Aussie and their back porches...