Biopic is more myth than hit
reports at the time of shooting of the dire Australian period adventure flick In Like Flynn quoted the production budget as being in the vicinity of $12 million.
Not pictured in these stories were photographs of investors kissing their money goodbye. Or setting fire to it.
Even if In Like Flynn had have been even half good, it is hard to imagine queues forming for a bulldust-coated account of Australian screen icon Errol Flynn’s early years as our very own Indiana Jones.
According to Flynn’s fanciful memoirs, his pre-fame years were packed full of near-death encounters with cannibals in Papua New Guinea, cut-throat Irish gangsters, renegade Chinese drug cartels and, umm, a corrupt Townsville mayor.
That’s not to mention the hundreds of women who just couldn’t resist Flynn (whose fabled charisma eludes the range of actor Thomas Cocquerel) as soon as they laid eyes on him.
If the source material is an obvious myth, the movie version — which also includes a yachting odyssey in search of gold — is a tonedeaf mess. Avoid.
(MA15+) is now showing at the State Cinema and Village Cinemas (Eastlands) Rating: