The
Hunter
After
sketchy reports of sightings of a live Tasmanian tiger, a creature long thought
extinct, a ruthless global biotech corporation hires enigmatic mercenary Martin
(Willem Dafoe) on a mission to track down the fabled beast, kill it and
return with skin, blood and organic samples that will allow the company to make
millions from the harvesting and patenting of its DNA.
Posing
as a scientist, Martin arrives in Tasmania where local farmer and company
employee Jack Mindy (Sam Neill) arranges for him to stay at the run-down, dilapidated
farmhouse of missing eco-warrior Jarrah who disappeared in mysterious
circumstances the year before leaving behind catatonically depressed wife Lucy
(Frances O’Conner) and feral children Sass (Morgana Davies) and Bike (Finn Woodlock). Shaking Lucy out of her depression and bonding with the
children awakens Martin’s buried humanity but his forays into the rainforest
attracts the threatening enmity of the local loggers who may have been responsible
for Jarrah’s sudden disappearance and are determined to run Martin out of
town. However, his relationship
with Lucy and the children also raises the ire of the ever-watchful,
over-protective Mindy.
Increasingly
suspicious about Jarrah’s disappearance and suspecting he may not be the first
outsider to search for the elusive tiger, Martin ventures deep into the Bush,
slowly coming to realise that the hunter may have become the hunted.
Based
on a novel by Julia Leigh, writer/director of last year’s Sleeping Beauty,
The Hunter
is a slow-burning, measured allegorical tale, a philosophical
investigation. Martin’s not just
hunting the tiger; he’s hunting his own humanity, searching for a connection, a
measure of redemption, a reason to live.
His journey from rugged, closed-off individualist to hesitant surrogate
father is entirely predictable yet satisfying. Whether in his room listening to opera and cleaning his gun
or alone in the forest, laying traps and searching for a mythical animal,
Martin exists in isolation, disconnected emotionally and physically from the
world around him. His slow
humanisation, not his mission, is what the film is about.
Dafoe
is perfect in the role; tough but vulnerable, his increasingly craggy features
as rugged and unknowable as the landscape he searches. While his scenes alone in the
wilderness have the haunting poetry of Malick about them it’s in the scenes
with Lucy’s children, particularly the foulmouthed livewire Sass (the excellent
Morgana Davies) that the film comes to life, allowing Dafoe to show the
tenderness and vulnerability that makes him such a compelling performer.
Despite
trying to pack in so many plot threads it’s impossible to do justice to any of
them (man-versus-nature, hunter and hunted, conspiracy thriller, mystery,
family drama) and at times so ambiguous it verges on the opaque, The Hunter is as satisfying as it is
frustrating, a dark, haunting metaphor of self discovery.
David Watson
Directed
by:
Daniel
Nettheim
Starring:
Willem
Dafoe, Frances O’Conner, Sam Neill, Morgana Davies, Finn Woodlock
Genres:
Thriller
Language:
English
Runtime:
102
minutes
Certificate:
15
Rating:
3/5
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