Thinking he’ll end his days on his own terms, Rex decides to find the medico without telling anyone. Problem is, Farmer’s in the Northern Territory capital of Darwin, some 1,900 miles driving distance due north - and Rex has never been out of Broken Hill. Though the two are initially abrasive with one another, it’s quickly revealed that they are longtime occasional lovers who surreptitiously hold hands on the front veranda whilst sipping beers.Īt about the same time he learns his stomach cancer leaves him a limited time to live, he hears a Dr. Farmer (Jacki Weaver) on the radio tell of a voluntary euthanasia program she’s attempting to have legalized for trials.
Rex’s circle of mates is miniscule, composed primarily of three “tradies,” or tradesmen (veteran character actors David Field, John Howard and Alan Dukes), with whom he gets routinely but somehow unenthusiastically pissed at the local pub. And then there’s Polly (Ningali Lawford-Wolf), Rex’s indigenous neighbour directly across the street. Six hundred eighty-four miles west of Sydney and hard on the border of South Australia, the picturesque town is also, tangentially, a stone’s throw from the sites used for “Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior.”
Fests will line up at the rank to hail this “Cab,” with older-skewing theatrical success a fare bet.Īn aging hometown loner who’s driven a taxi for most of his adult life, Rex Macrae (Michael Caton) lives alone with his vinyl records in the shadow of the mines that are the lifeblood of Broken Hill.
#The last taxi to darwin driver
Bill Pohlad’s “Love & Mercy” is such a film, and so is George Miller’s “Mad Max: Fury Road.” Harnessing the intimate scale of the former and the root cultural vibe of the latter (minus the extreme speed and transplanted location), co-writer and director Jeremy Sims’ “Last Cab to Darwin” tells the moving tale of a dying taxi driver and his cross-country quest to receive the voluntary euthanasia process enacted for a brief period of time in a single Australian state in the mid-1990s (it is now illegal across the land). There is a certain kind of film, rare in the best of times, that exudes a distinct creative concentration, a precisely measured marinade of character and story that suggests an extended gestation period of forethought and planning.
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