Josh (James Frecheville) has to move in with his grandmother and uncles after a family tragedy. This is a family of hardened criminals, run by the almost-incestuously affectionate matriarch ‘Smurf’ (Weaver). The brothers are; Darren (Luke Ford), the young naive one; Baz (Edgerton), who’s trying to think of ways of getting out of the family business; Craig (Sullivan Stapleton), a psychotic drug dealer; and ‘Pope’ (Mendelsohn), the leader of the lot, who’s on the run from the cops. When pressure is put on the young nephew by cop Leckie (Pearce) things start to crumble, and Smurf proves willing to do anything to protect her boys.

Australian films are so under-rated in this country, but every Noughties year there’s been at least one great home-grown film (well, except for 2008, but there were two the year after that, so it balances out). But people don’t go to see them, stating “Well, it’s Australian”. And yet, in a bizarre case of reverse snobbery, they will happily fork out money to see a film that the marketing people tell them to go and see. Well, I urge you to reverse the trend and come and see the classic Aussie film for this year. It’s full of surprises, it’s intense and you’ll walk out knowing you’ve seen the best cinema has to offer. Don’t miss it! (Oh, and don’t be late, as the opening scene is one of the best, and it really sets the mood for everything that comes afterwards).