Dingo (1991)

Yawn. Poorly Filmed Snooze Fest.

To me, this movie is perfection.

I cannot think of one single thing that I would change about this film. The acting is incomparable, the directing deft, and the writing poignantly brilliant.

This is one of the few movies I've ever seen where the whole audience broke into spontaneous, loud applause a third of the way in.

If there was an 11 I would score 11. I love this film I have watched it dinned out on it sung about it turned people onto it for years! In a strange parrallel I'm living out my own version of Dingo due to my admiration for the film/story/characters. This is without doubt my favourite Australian film and nobody knows about it! It's going to be a time capsual thing 100 years from now a new generation and all that jazz. What the film also represents is the maypole that highlights the seemingly corrupt? Inept, commercially driven world of the Australian film critic ....Correct me if I'm wrong David and Margaret take a bow here....this film got completely ignored !?!? WTF! Even the Oscars snubbed it because the paperwork was filled out incorrectly. Bless. In a way it's fitting like a pure and perfect M.Davis note. There is no mistaking that this is his love/life letter to his fans , he is the man, it's his only film role he also passed just before film got distribution. I wonder if that mucked up the press junket's. Shame on you film critics and long live hope and striving for your dreams. I hope you get there!

This was on SBS TV recently in Australia and is still listed on SBS on Demand http://www.sbs.com.au/ondemand/video/369526339639/dingo as of Feb 2015I'm a country boy, although growing up in the South-West of Western Australia is nowhere near as remote as the countryside shown in the movie.Still, I could relate to that music, in that setting, as the perfect eerie accompaniment to the land's empty indifference.The reviewers who have said it is unrealistic because of the lack of Aboriginal characters are wrong - I counted at least four in the background of the 1969 scene - look for the pink shirt and the guy in the blue tank-top behind the kids at the airport.The Australian characters are absolutely spot-on, not the caricatures of Croc Dundee.

I loved this movie - partly as a story about jazz, and jazz musicians. Along this line, it couldn't have been better than to star Miles Davis. Knowing nothing of Miles' private life, I wouldn't be in the least surprised to hear the portrayal of Billy Cross was mostly autobiographical. If it had been a non-musical actor, the movie would still be entirely worthwhile. With Miles, Michelle Legrand and Chuck Finley, the music could only be of the highest caliber and indeed, was.However, regardless of the jazz aspect, the point of my review is that this is not just a jazz movie. There are several subplots, which are about people, each of whom has a dream (a goal dream, not a sleep dream). At one point, this is even brought up in the dialog, though it's left appropriately unanswered. The movie follows their lives towards these dreams. In some characters these dreams are, shall we say, past.And of course the scenery, the Australian outback and the streets of Paris is wonderful. The soundtrack includes the background sound of these places, so different yet helps us to see what is shared.When this movie came out it had a one day run in Seattle. What a shame that it was so brief.

Sadly this film is an undiscovered little gem, it was not widely shown in the United States. Anyone who loves jazz, Miles Davis especially, will wish to see it. But you do not have to like jazz to like this film, nor do you have to be a fan of Australian films to like this film!It is wonderfully done, a real shame it did not reach wider audiences. One outstanding performance - although a small one in the film - is Hans Meyer as the owner of a Paris jazz club.