It's Australia Day, Happy Australia Day. It's Australia...Day...Australia
There's something called the Meisner Effect that a friend taught me about a year or so ago. In it's confused layman's form (See: How I explain things), it's the psychological disassociation from words after repeating them several times to the point that they become absurd. For an example, you can see Christoph Waltz almost break apart as human being and become with the acting cosmos by simply saying Dill Pickle in that clip.
Waltz is a big Rugrats fan |
I mention this effect as I have experienced it recently when it came to the world Australia and the word following it, content. Having talked at length with friends at parties and people in different industries, from gaming to film to internet neurosurgery (It's gonna be big in 2013), the idea of Australian Content has almost turned itself into a paradoxical idea, where most of the Australian Content we love has been influenced in some way from overseas revenue or influence. Whether that's actors, money or writers from the US, people are often fine with it, as long as it's being made here and then people just shrug it off. The whole issue is about the possibility of creating and exporting said content, as opposed to importing a lot of it.
What I believe is honestly that the average person doesn't care about Australian content. People will ask "Did you see this Australian show" or that "Australian show" and they will say "nup" and the punchline will be, well, "it was Australian." And then they laugh themselves silly and take a nose dive into grinded up Breaking Bad DVD's. It's not longer a joke. People who want to actually become apart of the entertainment industry must either strive and spin the wheel in America or become a new bride to Kyle Sandilands. Both are not financially viable issues and both will leave you broken-hearted and have people questioning your actions for the rest of your life.
Kyle Sandilands: Not even once. |
We haven't had a comedy category in five years, ya kangaroo's anus |
But, you might say, finger poised in the air like a 1950's douchebag, what about writing for a current comedy show. Most shows are very insular with their writing and often only have one or two writers. Looking at some of the biggest productions from the past 3 years, they usually contain only singular writers who are over the age of thirty who have been working in the industry for over a decade. The Chaser's cast are all now in their mid to late 30's, having started in 1999 with their newspaper and then went into TV in 2001 with "The Election Chaser." They started in their twenties, continued on TV and stage and kicked some serious arse.
Actually The Chaser is probably one of the rare examples of being insular as they hired Zoe Norton Lodge and the cinematically-talented Lee Zachariah from the infinite-hiatus Bazura Project. But let's look at other people like, Dan Ilic, who's been working his arse off as well for over a decade and is now 32. John Safran appeared on Race Around the World when he was 25 and has made some of the most interesting and personal documentary series this side of "Go Back to Where you Came From," now he's 40. The comedy landscape is not dissimilar to our aging population and we see it rampant everywhere. Oddly enough it seems like a weird version of Logan's Run where everyone gets out of being funny by thirty-five, simply because it's time to be serious and having children and being a good husband is somehow important.
Now, you might think I'm being childish and mean pointing out these guys ages and being jealous of their fame and creativity and you know what, I am. Fuck you and everything you are, you talented funny fucksticks. But in a serious note, these guys are actually inspirations who I continue to watch over and over again, laugh time after time, use as examples to Breaking Bad doped friends, recite storylines for friends, find on iView or find illegally reproduced online, like so many digital dumpster babies.
I'm sorry for that imagery. |
Okay, back to the original issue. After an exhausting morning, I awoke around two in the afternoon to the sound of my father snoring on the couch with the TV blaring. It was the show Get Smart. If you've never seen, Get Smart, it's a fantastic sitcom made by two of the funniest American writers in the history of film, television and theatre, Buck Henry and Mel Brooks. I turned it down and I stared at it for a few seconds, clearly feeling the effects of the afternoon nap wearing off and it dawned on me. This didn't have to be Get Smart.
Then again... |
Not completely inaccurate Artists Rendering |
My proof reader and researcher made need some time while I figure things out better. |
Those shows and films can then be exported to other countries or find distribution at film festivals, Australia could be on the world stage again and you don't need to spend millions on an American campaign for a week each year. Lest we forget, an Australian did say, that content is king and that is what you guys would be creating to a great sandy compound.
You would just have to commit Regicide on this guy first. |
The Internet is a bit like an autoimmuno-deficiency disease on television. |
But look at the work of talented individuals from Jungle Boys TV, Lost Dog TV, the Bondi Hipsters, A Rational Fear and thousands of other amazing content producers, such as Martin Nixon, Ben Pobjie and even Mr. Doodleburger, could be salvaged and placed on Aussie TV's like forgotten beer cans. We don't have to have it all be coming from the ABC. WIN have had multiple Australian comedies falter in front of their face and crash and burn without the name of Hamish and Andy in front of it. Seven believes comedy has to do with inane white people problems and modern aesop tragedies that end with someone dying from texting on the phone.
You smug couch loving bastards. |
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