'Bran Nue Dae': an over-the-top musical fantasy Down Under
"Bran Nue Dae," an Australian musical fantasy about a lovelorn aborigine teenager, is bouncy, bright and full of silly singalongs.
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'Bran Nue Dae,' with Rocky McKenzie, Jessica Mauboy, Ernie Dingo, Deborah Mailman, Tom Budge, Geoffrey Rush. Directed by Rachel Perkins, from a screenplay by Perkins, Reg Cribb and Jimmy Chi. 85 minutes. Rated PG-13 for sexual content and drug use. Metro.
It's not exactly "The Rocky Horror Picture Show," but this innocuous adaptation of a 1990 Australian stage production could gain a similar cult following — if only Down Under — as a musical satire that's bouncy, bright and full of silly singalongs.
Packed with Day-Glo cheer that butts against a subtext of racism, "Bran Nue Dae" is a fairy-tale fantasy that follows Willie (Rocky McKenzie), a lovelorn teenage aborigine, on a back-and-forth road trip from his native village to a Catholic school 3,000 miles away. He's leaving behind Rosie (Jessica Mauboy), an aspiring singer who's taken up with a rockabilly bad boy — which dumps salt on shy Willie's already tattered heart.
Little solace awaits; the school is a virtual reformatory for aboriginal boys, run with sadistic zeal by a fanatical German priest (Geoffrey Rush, affecting a goofy, guttural growl). Willie quickly escapes and, with Father Benedictus in pursuit, finds unexpected aid from a crotchety bum named Uncle Tadpole (Ernie Dingo), who may or may not be kin.
The setting is circa 1969, so it's no surprise in the movie's loopy logic that a pair of hippies in a VW microbus (Deborah Mailman and Tom Budge) help Willie and Tadpole on their bush-crossing journey home.
Key to the outlandish events is how characters constantly break into song, frequently accompanied by whimsical, Bollywood-style dance routines. The bright colors and vibrant backgrounds come from the eye and camera of Oscar-winning cinematographer Andrew Lesnie (the "Lord of the Rings" movies), and go a long way in distracting from shortcomings in the story and style of this offhand hybrid.
Still, it's hard not to get a feel-good feeling from a musical extravaganza whose showstopping number has the chorus lustily belting the line: "There's nothing I would rather be / Than to be an aborigine / And watch you take my precious land away!"
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