July 25, 2013
UK internet filtering plan re-energises Australian censorship crusade | ZDNet

I swear the Australian Christian Lobby and the Oz Internet filter are like that zombie dugong from the movie Long Weekend that just won’t die no matter how many bullets you plant in its rotting carcass or how far you run from the madness.


January 19, 2013

This is the entirety of the Australia Live: Celebration Of A Nation broadcast. My good mate FlemishDog found this off his own mate’s VHS donation, and he uploaded it, and since Australia Day is on the horizon once again it’s time to talk about cultural cringe and the general embarrassment people claim to have of Australian cultural product compared to American stuff which is viewed as “funnier” or “superior”.

Humour is very subjective, and so is quality, but I can say without a doubt I’m far more embarrassed as an Australian by this footage meant to represent us as a country than say, BMX Bandits, or Mad Max or even the comedy sketches of The Late Show. There’s some sense of an anti-Australian content subtext to what I get from people like my brother, who hated the Goddess trailer when he first saw it in the cinema this week.

He’s a film graduate who claims not to be against Australian film, but instead against this film. I’m not so sure, because I’ve heard him make comments against Ozspolitation cinema at some point as well. There’s an undercurrent of “Australians don’t make good comedy or good films” in the air, and from what I understand from what my brother’s told me about how Australia neuters homegrown children’s programming compared to America that gave us Batman: The Animated Series that might be true. I don’t know, I’m not a filmmaker, I’m a book writer and street photographer at best.

But there’s definitely a sense of impotence to change how we’re perceived through our media, because from what I understand there’s severe limitations both financial and through censorship that Australians have to tackle when making Australian content.

If it were up to me I’d burn the OFLC to the ground so that Australia would be liberated to make the art we want, but that would mean I’d potentially burn all those confiscated copies of the Caligula deluxe DVDs that rightfully belong in the hands of Aussie perverts, not locked up in some puritanical dungeon of the nanny state.

We’ve only just gotten an R18+ rating for “Adult Games” but I don’t trust that the government won’t water down the R18+ rating just to pretend they did something about what video gamers were rabid and angry over. I trust the Australian people and their artists better than I trust the systems set in place to outlaw free expression.

The internet and indie DIY projects seem to be Australia’s last hope for content that actually says something about us with our own voices. The bastards in charge of ACMA and the OFLC have tried to censor the internet in the past too. Don’t pretend they didn’t try to pull the wool over that one.

I’m tired of Australian creative people feeling defeated and ashamed of whatever shred of culture we can claim for ourselves to be a force of good in this world. The old systems where you couldn’t make a video game for grown ups or a film that actually says something about us have to go.

January 2, 2012
You can’t kill Aussie art when only the tough ones are left

What I love about the Australian art scene is that people think they can destroy it by taking away its funding, but the horrifying reality is that people in this country will always keep making it, even if it means working on a budget that makes Kevin Smith’s cash look like a Scrooge McDuck swimming pool. You think you can kill the art with a funding reduction, but this isn’t any ordinary environment, friends. This is a place where whatever CAN survive in this blasted hellscape of an outback consistently lurks, and each creature you think is dead haunts your mind. Australian Art’s like that bloody terrifying zombie dugong that keeps following the two campers in the movie Long Weekend, never leaving them alone, always lingering as a reminder of society’s, and their own crimes. It cannot truly be erased, and it continues to scrape on its belly bleeding in the most intimidating way possible until those who have wronged it have their bodies absorbed into the ecosystem they’ve tried to damage to their peril.

All attempts to TRULY kill culture in this country have failed. Why? Because in a country with a landscape as brutal as ours, the wimpy life-forms may have died off, but the freaking unholy behemoths that refuse to be screwed with are left.

November 28, 2010


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