At the same moment that directors like Peter Weir and Gillian Armstrong were earning festival kudos and critical acclaim for the early films of the Australian "new wave," the more industrious/shameless likes of director Tim Burstall ("Tim liked getting tit in the shot") and producer Antony I. Ginnane ("the Roger Corman of Australia") were churning out low-budget quickies equally ripe for world export—albeit to the grindhouses instead of the art houses. Mark Hartley's boisterous... More >>>