Red Dog is an Australian movie adapted from a novelisation of a Western Australian modern legend. It tells the story of a bunch of miners (generally with extremely poor hygiene and fashion sense) and the likeable dog that hangs around with them.
It’s one of those stylised “heart-warming” films of exaggerated characterisations, implausible acts and broad humour. That’s really all you need to know in order to determine whether you’ll enjoy it; I can’t say that it’s technically outstanding, in fact it’s a little awkward at times.
Nevertheless, Red Dog shows a different side to Australia than that seen on the populous, urbanised East coast – something closer to the imaginations of tourists, but it’s also an Australia of the 1970s.
The film is mostly composed of flashbacks, the early part comprising of short anecdotes about the colourful characters and the dog that wandered in, the later part following a single romantic storyline and adopting a more serious tone.
I enjoyed the movie; I found it quite pleasant even though it’s not my usual fare.