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veterans of the 2/14th Battalion and 39th Battalion opening
the war memorial at Isurava on the Kokoda Track. At this site
August 1942, overwhelmingly outnumbered and outgunned, a ragged
bunch of Australian soldiers fought a fierce battle as part
of the Kokoda Track campaign
the Japanese invasion of Australia. It's a little known fact
that Australians in New Guinea were the first soldiers to defeat
the Second World War.
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Guinea chief and one of the last living Fuzzy Wuzzy Angels who
rescued wounded Australian soldiers from the Japanese on the
Kokoda Track in 1942).
|Peanut Serious, co-star
of Mr Accident, is currently undergoing therapy for
addiction to sports on television (a common Australian affliction).
The world famous Sydney Egg-Opera House
Along with the Giant Potatoe in Idaho, the Felafel Dome in Beirut
and the Spring Roll Tower in Beijing, the Sydney Egg-Opera House
is one of the eight edible wonders of the modern world.
Joern Utzon was aesthetically influenced by both the Australian
obsession of building Big
Things for no apparent reason and his own simple taste for
by a breakfast of boiled eggs near the site of "the toaster"on
Sydney harbour one morning, Utzon was compelled to build
the next big thing for Australia. But then tragedy struck
always does when politicians use art as a political football.
the conservative Liberal government of NSW fired the greatest
architect of the 20th century, Joern Utzon and got some ratbag
from the public works to finish off the building. The true
vision remained but a dream until, required as the centrepiece
Yahoo Serious motion picture Mr Accident, Joern Utzon's
architectural masterpiece, the Sydney Egg-Opera House was finally
finished in 2000 to his original specifications. Up to then generations
of Australians and international visitors to the greatest building
ever constructed could only stand and gaze upon Utzon's elegant
curves imagining what magnificence their completion would mean.
is like your best pair of thongs. Raw, honest and your feet
can beathe. We stampede in droves to Tropfest for the same
reason we flocked to The Story of the Kelly Gang in 1906,
or Gallipoli in 1980, or Chopper in 2000. Its hunger for
the idiosyncrasies of our culture unashamedly interpreted
in our own, often irreverent, film language. Tropfest is
an exultant antipodean antidote to the constant deluge of