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Other places we have visited
Lights. Camera. Action?Down the road a short while stands a decrepit shed. Not unlike many a shed you would find around these parts – old workers cabins abutting station homesteads or drovers huts. But this one was built in 2015. It was erected as part of the set for the film Goldstone, a hideout on a desert plain. Before I’ve even fully opened the sliding door Willow jumps out and walks up to the hut, pokes her head inside, then walks in. Without any movie crew, or gun fights, it looks like this is our hideout for tonight.
Goldstone (2016)A review by me, Richard East. The once admirable detective Jay Swan (Aaron Pedersen) arrives in the town of Goldstone, bedraggled and drunk, on the case of a missing person. He meets young cop Josh Waters (Alex Russell) who holds him with disdain. Jay begins to uncover a web of corruption involving the mayor, the land council, and the director of a nearby gold mine who are planning to expand their operations. Josh, who since being posted in Goldstone, has been led astray by the double-dealings going on, plays into the hand of mayor (Jacki Weaver) who instructs him to get Jay out of town before he digs any deeper. Eventually, we see Josh returning to the right path and standing against those who have demoralised him and the town that it is his duty to protect. The film culminates in the disillusion of the hold that corruption had taken over the town and as the mayor and mine director skip town, Josh and Jay join forces in a classic film noir gun fight against mine’s henchmen. Goldstone’s Western-esque parallels sit well in the dusty unease of outback Australia. The cinematography is subtly striking and the action is well paced while still expressing the vastness of the land and the depth of the characters placed upon it. A film I enjoyed immensely. It’s available on iTunes, Google Play, Bigpond Movies.
WillowstoneI grab my camera and follow Willow in. The shuttered windows are propped open and the light streams in on a broken bed, dining table with three legs, and an unsteady wardrobe. Willow settles on the window ledge as I continue to look around. Outside, about half a kilometre away, is a small hill which will be great to climb tomorrow. Willow jumps down and follows a scent to the corner of the hut. I check that there aren’t any openings under the floor where she might encounter a snake or some other creature. Losing interest, she finds a better spot to sit on the banister outside. There are no trees, which means there is no wood, and that means no fire tonight – but that is fine. Tomorrow I will climb that hill, and by 10am we will be on our way.
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