Oh Lord. Samson and Delilah was a long, depressing and earnestly worthy film about two Aboriginal kids leaving their isolated community, losing their way (literally and metaphorically) then finding their way home again (literally and metaphorically). The movie was framed by the harsh, bright heat lamps of the outback and filled with dust, dirt and deprivation. I applaud the writer and director for highlighting the harsh realities of what it’s like being young and Aboriginal, an outcast from society, but there was very little in either petrol-sniffing Samson or good-hearted Delilah that I loved, related to or wanted to support.
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