Oh, what a shame. What we have here are three of the finest performances of the year but they're in a movie that doesn't give them anything to do.
asil (Rush) and Dorothy (Davis) are children of grand old dame that is Elizabeth Hunter (Rampling), a bed-ridden millionaire who has summoned her offspring home to the affluent Sydney suburb of Centennial Park for what must now be her last days. The trio have never been close and, in truth, Basil and Dorothy have only returned home because once again they have fallen on hard times, something the matriarch knows all too well. Torn between not having a thing in common but all looking for comfort from one another, the next few days will put severe pressure on the already fractious family.
dapted from Patrick White's 1973 novel, the year the writer won the Nobel Prize for Literature, The Eye Of The Storm is a rambling affair that fails to engage. It has plenty of backstory and deeply buried secrets and feelings of resentment but not enough of this manifests itself into an engaging plot. The flashback to the titular storm clears up the reason behind most of the mother-daughter tension, but it's supposed to signify something else, something bigger. What that might be, however, is lost. Roxanne and Six Degrees Of Separation director Fred Schepsi beautifully realise the 70s era and, while it's all very posh and elegant and big rooms and darlings, there's nothing behind it.
chepsi wants us to be enthralled with the family dynamics but there's nothing interesting happening here.