Monday, January 12, 2009
Watch The Poster, Avoid The Movie
Unfortunately, the "fuzz" that flashed his badge "on" the 'The Dirt Gang' (try "at" next time) didn't receive anything like the treatment he receives in this striking ad art (a nice front tyre to the chops!), which is one of the many reasons why this film was such a disappointment.
The poster art did inspire small-time juvenile delinquency in the Melbourne suburb of Mt. Waverley, though. My brother, myself, and two friends formed our own "Dirt Gang". We would jump on our dragsters, roar up the street with cardboard pegged to the spokes, stop outside the local Milk Bar (read: Dairy, General Store) on Bernard St., and hurl handfuls of dirt and crud at the window. Nobody got bludgeoned with a bicycle tyre and no "fuzz" flashed his badge "on" us, but we did scare some old ladies and infants in strollers. After our mean-spirited dirt raids, we would return home for lime cordial, served by my mother, and salivate over my "Dirt Gang" ad art for an R-rated film we couldn't legally see for another 8 years. Clearly, we were beyond rehabilitation.
One should never lose hope entirely, though. Back in the good old days when George Lazenby made films like "Universal Soldier" (not to be confused with Dolph Lungren's effort), you could count on infamous Melbourne-born femi-nazi Germaine Greer (!) to sell your action movie.
The Metro cinema, where the film screened, was part of the Greater Union chain, and was shuttered over 30 years ago, as were most the city's single-screen hardtops.