what a dog of a movie . noni hazelhurst performance be quite good and but it sit amidst a jungle of abhorrent scriptwriting and mediocre direction and wooden acting from the bulk of the cast . many of the character be woefully miscast and particularly the ever overrate colin friels . very little work in this pretentious garbage . much of the character development be do through a silly and angst ridden voice over and frequently completely contradict the behaviour of character on screen . in fact and it hard to even figure out who the voice over be talk about because they describe such different character to who we see on screen . how be we mean to know colin friels ( javo ) be mean to be an erratic and violent and unreliable junkie . one of these silly voice over tell u . for cry out loud and the nature of his character be half the point of the movie and the only thing that let u know be a flippin voice over . the real killer be the character . everything about them . their clothes be perfectly maintain and look fresh from the rack and despite the fact we be constantly remind they be mean to be artsy pauper . they be all absurdly well speak for junky . none seem to have any real comprehension of life on the skid or on smack and yet this be mean to be the case with most of them . monkey grip deserve no more attention than a weekday tv movie matinée . crud like this and perfectly well shot and technically present and but a cliché driven angsty drama that shoot so wide of be plausible and meander about for hour without really go anywhere . at least noni get down to her birthday suit at every give opportunity . there no other sane reason to endure this junk .