Four tweener boys—Maps (Daniel Radcliffe) Misty (Lee Cormie) Spit (James Fraser) and Spark (Christian Byers)--have grown up together in a dusty Catholic orphanage deep in Australia’s outback during the 1970’s. The boys are fast friends partly because they are the home’s December Boys the only four born in that month. As the film begins all four are once again passed over by an adoptive couple--and disappointed once again in their collective dream of leaving the place and becoming part of a real family. But fate steps in as the foursome gets the life-altering chance to go for Christmas vacation to visit an elderly couple that lives by a gorgeous cove on the sea. As their holiday progresses the boys begin to compete for the affections of another family living in the magical cove a couple contemplating adopting a child. By the time the holiday is over all four have had an unforgettable life experience that will shape the rest of their days. Daniel Radcliffe branches out from his iconic role as Harry Potter with this terrific performance as Maps the eldest of the four orphan boys. As a slightly hardened teen who secretly longs for love and stability this character is very different from Harry (despite the orphan thread that links the two together) and Radcliffe inhabits him completely. The other three boys also give natural believable performances especially Lee Cormie who is the film’s narrator and central character. His portrayal of that bespectacled artistic smaller-than-the-others Misty is nuanced and brave quite the accomplishment for a kid who has only just turned fifteen. The rest of the gifted cast--including iconic Aussie actor Jack Thompson of classics like Breaker Morant and The Man from Snowy River--all add to the overall quality of this well- acted telling of an emotional but never sappy story of adolescent longing and coming of age. Australian Rod Hardy spent more than 20 years in Hollywood directing mostly episodic television with a few made-for-TV movies (Buffalo Girls) and feature films (Robinson Crusoe with Pierce Brosnan). With December Boys Hardy headed back home to use all that experience to make a film that speaks to the emotions of childhood which resonates into adult experience. Using the incredible landscapes of Oz as a key element of the story Hardy creates a visual cornucopia that parallels the emotional journey the four orphans take through the course of the film. His adept handling of many of the most universal life passages--first kiss loss of parents love/hate of siblings dealing with the death of a loved one--bring a strong realism to the story adapted from a novel by Michael Noonan. Yet there’s a hint of magical realism to the tale too as well as a strong religious undertone. All meld into a cinematic experience that will engage you and stay with you long after the credits roll.
Plenty of worries mate. A third helping of this croc-out-of-the-Outback series is one too many. The difference between the delightful original and this plodding trek through Los Angeles is almost negligible. Once again crocodile hunter Mick (Paul Hogan) puts his survival skills to the test while roaming the wilds of a major metropolis. The Big Apple jaunt resulted in Mick falling in love with journalist Sue (Linda Kozlowski). In Los Angeles Mick grapples with making Sue an honest woman thanks to the prodding of their young son Mikey (Serge Cockburn). La La Land provides enough distractions to prevent Mick from popping the question. Lavish parties. Acting gigs. Monkey wrangling. And the strange business practices of Silvergate Pictures. Sue returns to the United States to temporarily oversee her newspaper magnate father's Los Angeles bureau. Her first assignment: expose Silvergate and its likely criminal activities. But who needs a Pulitzer Prize-winning investigative journalist with N.Y.P.D Blue junkie Mick Dundee on the case.
Crocodile Dundee in Los Angeles lacks bite but Mick remains the life and soul of the hunt. The leatheryHogan - now 61 but leaner and fitter than a certain real-life crocodile hunter half his age - is so affable fascinating and boyish that it's a pleasure to share his company. He's the same old Mick Dundee that audiences laughed at but mostly laughed with in the late 1980s. Hogan hints--though not very seriously--at the end of this adventure that it's time to call it quits. If so he would be wise to pass his croc-skinned vest and hunting knife on to Cockburn. He's a chip off the old block. Whether he's rescuing skunks or trapping rodents Cockburn manages to charm without being self-consciously cute or deliberately bratty. Too bad Kozlowski--Hogan's wife--has nothing better to do than lovingly raise her eyebrows at Mick's occasional blunders or pass herself off as a journalist.
Simon Wincer last worked with Hogan on 1994's Lightning Jack a not-so-wild Western that floundered in its bid to put any distance between Hogan and his Crocodile Dundee persona. In Wincer's hands Mick Dundee's latest urban jungle safari lacks any genuine surprises. Is Mick the only tourist to find himself confronted by a mugger each time he steps off the plane? In Australia Mick may call the Outback his workplace but he does seem to enjoy some modern amenities. So it's become something of a stretch to imagine that Mick doesn't watch TV and can't take a bath without fearing a crocodile attack. Much of the blame rests with the bland and trite cultural differences that writers Matthew Berry and Eric Abrams compel Mick to face continually. (Hogan contends that he deserves credit for writing the script but unless he needs the extra cash he should back down--it's nothing to be proud of.)