All soaped up
Sundays 8.30pm, Channel 7
(AEST)
What’s it all about? The saga of rural dynasty the
Blighs and protagonist, nurse Sarah Adams.
The Verdict: An impressive, lavish Australian drama
which is frustrating in it’s soapier, literal elements.
3.0/5.0
Taking a melodrama to task
for being too soapy and all too obvious is a little like criticising a leopard
for its spots - it goes with the territory. But do things have to be quite so sudsy
at Ash Park, home to the sagas of wealthy farming dynasty The Blighs?
Keep your shirt on |
In recent
weeks, this lavish 1950's drama from Packed to the
Rafters creator Bevan Lee has worryingly ventured more and more into Mills &
Boon territory via Brokeback Mountain.
There’s been love triangles and quadrangles, blatant scheming, face-slapping and longing, lusty glances between handsome and/or shirtless-and-ripped farm hands.
And some outrageous dialogue too; “The other night when you made love to me, was it on her orders?” says the suspicious society import Olivia (Arianwen Parkes-Lockwood) to her afflicted hubby James (David Berry) of his grandmother's (Noni Hazelhurst) influence. Now that’s one meddling matriarch.
There’s been love triangles and quadrangles, blatant scheming, face-slapping and longing, lusty glances between handsome and/or shirtless-and-ripped farm hands.
And some outrageous dialogue too; “The other night when you made love to me, was it on her orders?” says the suspicious society import Olivia (Arianwen Parkes-Lockwood) to her afflicted hubby James (David Berry) of his grandmother's (Noni Hazelhurst) influence. Now that’s one meddling matriarch.
Slap happy |
Another concern is that Lee
and his writers are trying to tackle every major social issue of the period –
mixed relationships, premarital sex, post-war trauma among the mix - spreading
themselves too thin and laying it on too thick. Issues of sexual
identity and anti-Semitism are dealt with with the subtlety of a sledge hammer.
And we don’t need a consistent 1950’s soundtrack or a roll call of pop culture references to remind us we’re visiting that decade - the sumptuous production design and elegant costuming take care of that.
And we don’t need a consistent 1950’s soundtrack or a roll call of pop culture references to remind us we’re visiting that decade - the sumptuous production design and elegant costuming take care of that.
One not-so-happy family |
And there’s the rub. It may
not be Downton Abbey (no matter what
the naysayers say, that’s the cultural benchmark) but A Place To Call Home has a fine pedigree with many elements gelling,
not least a compelling, steely leading lady in Marta Dusseldorp (Crownies). So it’s puzzling why a drama
has to prove itself by spelling things out so acutely, at times painfully so.
It’s most probably a
fanciful wish – why fix a show with a healthy audience if it ain’t broke – but as
the show’s debut season wraps up this week, let’s hope season two will see
things settle into a more subtle, less contrived groove.
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