There are not many
films set in Tasmania. There may be some that use its stunning landscape, but
not many that acknowledge it. The Hunter does both. Here you have two stories
running side by side that are equally powerful and complimentary to each other.
One is that of the hunter hunting what is thought of the last (if at all) of
the Tasmanian tiger. The other follows the hunter’s appropriation as father to
a family still suffering the loss of their patriarch. For the most part these
two modest stories are compelling and they are most compelling when dialogue
free. It is the dialogue aspect of the script that brings the film crashing
into reality, rather than keeping us locked in this small, isolated world. The
dialogue feels very clichéd and unnatural in the mouths of such great actors.
Nevertheless this is a fascinating film that genuinely feels original.
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