You Can't Stop The Murders

You Can’t Stop The Murders  This movie is so laid-back it’s like a female contortionist. The sort of movie which could only be made in Australia; laconic in the Croc Dundee style, yet not so emphatically dinkum aussie as in “G’day mate” jargon. Professional film critics may give it one-and-a-half stars, but I’d give it a good three. Then maybe I’m easily pleased. I found it entertaining and amusing – if you’re not too critical. You get a lot of chuckles and also some real laughs. I can imagine off-duty police seeing this picture, because it centres on the relationship between two local cops in a small town, and how their lives are fairly humdrum – until the murders start. A serial killer is loose, and the clue to his/her identity is in the occupation of the victim, and the symbolism of the corpse. The plot seems mainly a vehicle for sight gags and other humour, in Jacques Tati manner (Mon Oncle; M.Hulot’s Holiday; Jour de Fête); yet there is an underlying tension due to apprehension as to who’s going to be next victim. It’s good to see perky Kirstie Hutton again (remember her from “Bullpitt!” on TV?), and all the lead actors are interesting characters; with an able and varied supporting cast. I think this movie should have popular appeal, at least in Australia, and might prove more successful than some would anticipate.