This merciless portrait of one very troubled brother who's released from prison only to destroy the world around him could have been a killer. It has all the makings of a taught, psychological thriller, including a powerhouse cast. But the thick-as-Vegemite,
working-class accents make no concessions to non-Australian audiences, and a serious miscalculation in narrative structure ensures that the action is equally incomprehensible. One year after nearly killing the owner of the local convenience store, Brett Sprague (David Wenham) a tightly
twisted bundle of violence and physic abuse returns home to the dreary little house he shares with his mother (Ly...