Beautiful and brooding. Mystery Road is the dirt under the fingernails of Peckinpah if he had directed Paris, Texas. The intrenched racism and stoic blind-eyes are akin to Wake In Fright or In The Heat Of Night coupled with the bleak performances that still prove that White Australia has a 'black' history. Mystery Road continues to prove how vital Antipodean cinema is and this particular piece will stand the test.
A brooding, slow-burning Aussie Western as gritty and uncompromising as the outback. Skillfully directed with particularly impressive camera work that alternates exclusively between hot and dusty daytime and glowing, beautiful twilight. The performances were restrained, but compelling, and the story was nothing particularly new but still simmered with intensity. All in all, an excellent noir-steeped Western.