Low budget no barrier to quality in debut thriller - Blame (MA)

IT IS reassuring that this country, small in population, constantly reinvents itself in filmmaking. 

These days, with one film to their credit, young Australian directors head to Hollywood where there is a chance they won’t have to wait five or seven years before they get another chance to make a movie. You could starve to death as a director in Australia.

Now, out of the blue, comes Blame, a low-budget thriller by Michael Henry, who has no other credit to his name. No short film, no television experience, he has appeared out of thin air. And it’s to his credit that this first attempt is not bad at all.

The set-up is intriguing. A man, a music teacher, arrives at his remote house in the West Australian hills, where he is set upon by a group of soberly dressed, obviously young people wearing balaclavas. 

They don’t utter a word as they tie him up, force a cocktail of pills down his throat and, once he is comatose