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andy burkitt, australian film, australian movie, jack braddy, luke fisher, suff, Sydney Underground Film Festival, the organist
If ever there was a reason to get behind homegrown cinema then it’s got to be in support of Andy Burkitt’s feature directorial debut, The Organist; this darkly, hilarious take on the underground organ donor industry. At the heart of this surrealist and macabre view is Jack Braddy’s delectable take of down and nearly out grifter and gift of the gab, Greame Sloane. It’s precisely Sloane’s natural persuasive abilities that landed his job as the face and mouthpiece of a organ-procurement organisation. His charm and subtle appeal is all on show from the get-go as he successfully secures a donation from an unwitting suburbanite. From this swift introduction though, the curtain drops and reveals a far sinister movement behind the veil, one that has been building on the trust of such donors to feed a collective of highly financial cannibals. Now Sloane must fight tooth and nail to fight every ounce and fibre of his being that detests the notion of feeding these elite human bloodhounds, battling in a corner that has no way out, but keep on talking. Has Sloane bitten off more than he can chew though?
To watch The Organist, there needs to be some suspension of disbelief as each scenario presented reads as ridiculous as the next, but this in effect is also its charm. It resonates with the Aussie battler appeal with Sloane continuously digging further and further into a pit of despair, and hopelessness. Whether it’s trying to engage with with the hilariously sinister HR rep Tracey (Lena Moon); building up the hopes of a donor recipient’s father, Bruce (Garth Edwards); trying to dissect the mind of the psychopathic cannibal; or fuse or diffuse his connection with would be buddy-yet-potential multiple donor, the suicidal Riley (Luke Fisher). This bromance shared between Sloane and Riley is in part symbiotic, relying on each other’s strengths and seemingly shared beliefs to pull them through to the bitter end. And in doing so, drives the viewers engagement with the feature, willing for hope to shine through this heartachingly bitter string of scenarios.
Burkitt relies on your faith to stick to his vision. In doing so, you are rewarded with a harrowingly, dark and hilariously bleak tale of humanity that may take every part of your body to see it through to the end.
- Saul Muerte
Catch the screening of The Organist at the Sydney Underground Film Festival at Dendy, Newtown.
Screening times and tickets available below:
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