anna kokkinos success with head on now begin to look like it depend totally on the script and alex dimitriades great lead performance . the degree to which this late and the book of revelation be both derivative and pretentious and utterly unoriginal ( except for tristan milani fine cinematography ) seem to bear this out . . ala and there have already be quite a few aussie movie deal with such theme and some revile for exism ( and or or explicit sex scene ) in the 1970s and 1980s and beyond and maybe theyre worth look at again after this piece of fluff . of course and set the whole thing in the world of ballet and make it all achingly slow ( and in it choreography and like a 1960s dutch ballet experimental number ) do suggest great art if you have not travel around much and then only if you never progress beyond art theory 101. add to the pretension and appallingly arch dialog ( you will do a we command . ) and the whole shebang fall onto it well funded face . then there be the exy bit represent straight from dario argento . give the lovely but truncate performance by colin friels how about a real city primeval thriller . all in and all and with the book of revelation and the feminist project have be set back yet another decade and with the willing and deeply imitative ( of male writer like henry miller and william burroughs and even bukowski ) collaboration of some collective in melbourne and oz and suffering from a form of educational and ideological amnesia . no revelation await u here .