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With time, they could afford a bigger house. A longer driveway. Inching further away from her family but not so far that Frida would ping it was intentional, or so Tom assumed. They didn’t know their neighbours. Tom liked it that way. In fact, he became so unpleasant at times Frida wondered if it was all by design to drive others away. There were two citrus trees in this backyard, but since Frida never cooked any of that weird Mediterranean food from her childhood, again the fruit went uneaten. No bowls of bright lemons sat decoratively on the kitchen table. Tom spent his weekends much the same as he always had, mowing and burying grapefruit corpses. He would never allow them to rot on the ground.

A new Western from the writer of The Revenant, American Primeval merely reproduces the violence it claims to critique.

Timothée Chalamet is astonishing as Bob Dylan in the otherwise formulaic music biopic A Complete Unknown.

In its pursuit of Instagrammable spectacle, the Yayoi Kusama retrospective at NGV International misses opportunities to draw visitors into her complexities.

What made David Lynch such an influential director was his ability to create eerily universal cinematic imagery that tapped into our dreams and nightmares.

The first time, I followed him down the side of an old building, then up an old fire escape. The door on the first floor was unlocked. With his hand still on the doorknob, my cousin looked searchingly into a room the way a boss might. He gave a nod, and I followed him through to a reception area where we stood and waited to catch a lift to the top floor. 

Sydney Festival again lacks a cohesive through line, with blink-and-you’ll-miss-it provocations amid longer-running crowd-pleasers.