Last week I was fortunate enough to attend the opening gala of this year’s London Australian Film Festival. The festival opened with the UK premiere of Red Dog (2011) with an introduction from the film’s producer Nelson Woss. Red Dog tells the delightful and heart-warming legendary tale of a dog that roamed the Australian North-West in the 1970s, stories still told by Australians of that region today.
Set in the small mining community of Dampier, the film recounts the famous legends of Red Dog’s adventures in a series of personal accounts delivered with a truly talented cast who combine wit and Aussie humour. The subject matters runs the risk of sentimentality, becoming just another saccharine film about a dog; amazingly it completely avoids that. Balancing humour with a sense of nostalgia, even those who hate ‘dog movies’ won’t be able to resist its charm.

The backdrop is superbly filmed with beautiful shots of open dusty roads and the expansive barren landscape. The intimate scenes of bars and Dongas, which De Bernières glossary informs us are small housing units used in such mining communities, supply a wonderful setting for the bawdy Aussie humour and lust for life.
Red Dog is a fine portrait of a disenfranchised mining community, a rarely seen side of Australia’s community. For some the sentimentalism will be too much to stomach, but ultimately director Kriv Stenders strikes the right balance.
Joe Walsh