Warm, affectionate, highly entertaining memoir. Goes off on tangents (as the author himself admits), and not all will be gripped by the technical detail. But an invaluable look at BTS's life and times... and his movies. I was struck how much of his career was a struggle (even when established in Australia he had a rough few years working in the US). He was fired off films, ignored by agents, fired by agents, suffered consistent lack of respect... but ploughed on. He had a strong entrepreneurial streak and was smart enough to have a day job (cutting trailers). And an ability to keep things on time and budget is not to be sneezed at.
He never had a big fat hit to push him to the next level - not even, say, a Psycho II that Richard Franklin had. I wonder what it was. Maybe lack of taste/material. Just bad luck?
I will say that he should've done Dark Age and Les Patterson Saves the World wouldn't have hurt him. And I really really wish Siege of Sydney had gotten up.
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