True blue hits like this are just cherished treasures. I'll come clean here. Don's Party is my favourite Aussie movie. It's reminds me a little of my Dad's parties, though they weren't as raunchy as this. David Williamson is a one in a million playwright. His plaque should be truly honoured. I don't care how many times, I watch this. Love it, love it, love it. John Hargreaves, the swinging, ("full grown bomb out" as one woman describes him) host, holds this party at the change of the 69 election. Most are swinging labour voters, one woman guest of refinement, is liberal. The others, a raunchy mob of men, don't take too well to this, but will still have a go at her. A much younger stuck up woman, who arrives with a real tight arse is another apple of the older men's, eyes. But there's a younger, 19 year girl who really gets down and dirty. We see one beaver shot, after she's thrown into the neighbour's pool. As a much older, envious woman describes here, "She's a lemon breasted tart". I won't disagree with that. One highlight is Graham's Kennedy's joke, concerning duck hunting while relieving himself of number 2's. Jeanie Drynan, who admittedly, I did have a crush on once, is Hargreaves, long suffering wife, Kath. She admits, this election is just an excuse for a booze up, which Don heavily denies, yet that's exactly what it is. By the way these crass men act, it's hard to believe their occupations. One thing I picked up on, not with my first view, was an original "Good Times" song, that Jimmy Barnes re did in 87. I thought song was a true original. While not finding the movie overly funny, I just love it for it is. Even the barbecue and eating scenes got me hungry. One line that stuck in my head for some reason, as if hearing my Dad, drunk, say it, was the Barrett line "Now shut up, I'm having an argument with your wife" Pause. "Pea brain" He says this to Blundell, the outsider of the party, and the husband to the lady of refinement, before a fracas breaks out between the two. And near the end, with Barrett and Hargeaves, pi..ed as parrots, slumped on beanbags, arguing with their misses, I've seen that scene played over so many times, while being a kid witness to my dad's parties. Priceless script from a great, that transforms well as a movie, and directed of course, by no other than the great Bruce Beresford, who totally gets my seal of approval. Aussie gem.
