Goodbye Pork Pie

Watched Goodbye Pork Pie tonight. It’s a kiwi road-movie from about 25 years ago chronicling a yellow-mini’s unlikely journey south from Auckland to Invercargill, whilst bumbling cops close-in, but repeatedly fail to achieve anything.

Aside from its unexpected nostalgia-value (wow – Auckland in the 80s!) the film champions a style that just doesn’t exist anymore – that of making a film just for the sake of making it. There’s no attempt to deliver a message or explore some aspect of the human condition – the characters throw all consequences to the wind simply because they can – they’re not real.

Fun, but as usual here comes my stock observation about the folly of swearing and sex in movies – what a shame it cut down its potential audience so much. Then it could have been huge, outside New Zealand as well.