Each scene is internally consistent, but they add up to something like a patchwork: sometimes director Jocelyn Moorhouse (A Thousand Acres) wrings certain emotions from the script she cowrote with P.J. Hogan (Mental), but it’s rarely the same emotion twice.
The adaptation of Rosalie Ham's 2000 novel is credited to Moorhouse and her husband, fellow director P. J. Hogan, and as with his last feature, 2012's Mental, the tone is wildly diverse and genres clash with spaghetti-western framing and melodramatic close-ups freely intertwined.
Penned by P.J. Hogan (“Muriel’s Wedding,” “Mental”) it’s hard to accurately describe the absolutely bonkers tone of the movie.