The Empty Beach (1985)
Before shady businessman John Singer disappeared off Bondi Beach, his name meant money--big and small, clean and dirty--a man absorbed in a world of greed and dishonesty. Singer's widow, Marlon, believes he's still alive and she employs the investigative skills of the tough, no-nonsense private eye, Cliff Hardy (Bryan Brown) to find him. Battered and bruised, Hardy battles through the filth of corruption and the stench of political blackmail. He comes face to face with the crime bosses, who feed off human misery and eliminate their rivals without thinking twice. From the high life and low life of Sydney, to the seediness and splendour of Bondi Beach, Cliff Hardy uncovers the ultimate truth.
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Fun premise, good actors, bad writing. This film seemed to have potential at the beginning but it quickly devolves into a trite action film. Ultimately it's very boring.
The Empty Beach is a thriller that lets on much more than it is. Bryan Brown of course is Bryan Brown (Two Hands remains his best performance). Here his Cliff Hardy, private detective character, isn't anything new. Yes, he loves his drink, he's a mess, can't look after himself. Enough said there. Called upon by a beautiful and mysterious woman (Belinda Giblon) to track down her missing husband, involved in some bad business, which has to do with these missing tapes, soon the usual follows, in limited plotting, Brown of course having some humorous moments, like when ordered around by his younger flatmate (Kerry Mack) whose sort of like a mother, telling him to take more pride in himself. I still enjoyed this flick quite a bit, from a Phil Avalon novel, first initially thinking this was a follow up to The Coolangatta Gold, this also featuring Nick Tate, a not so liked Sydney sider with some independent cheek, who could provide some of the answers, like his girlfriend too, Anna Jemison, who assists Brown, after Tate buys it in the water. Brown even has a transvestite killer come after him, an earlier scene while being chased by him, has a funny ending, a little boy in a wooden dunny, covering for him, that ends with the sound of a turd hitting the water. Other suspects come into play, but this is just a weak underwritten thriller, but still has a lot of appeal, a small touch of it, comedic. It's appeal is mostly on Browns part as he cavorts through a Sydney, amongst some seedy characters, suspects, and acquaintances like a nineteen year old ex, including some upper class folk with a lot of muscle, where Brown isn't afraid to voice his opinion. He has some throwback lines too, shared with John Wood as a copper he initially gets on the wrong side of. Even, it's after ending shot on the sparkling waters of Palm Beach, has Giblin, offering Brown more lucre, where apparently the missing husband, has been spotted in Bangkok, but you'll love as what. There are some truly, p..s weak poor moments in this drama, whatever, yet still if you're an Aussie thriller crime fan, don't snub it, cause all negatives aside, there's comedic value.
A curiosity - a bit like the Big Sleep transposed to 1980s Sydney. Bryan Brown is Cliff Hardy - an Aussie Sam Spade - uncovering corruption and general nastiness.Brown, sometimes accused of woodeness, is personable enough as the down-at-heel investigator.The plot takes our hero through the inherent humiliations of the genre and leads to a creepily disquieting finale.Interesting principally in the way it presents a rather nasty counterpoint to the usual sun 'n' fun vision of Sydney.