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the plumber (silence is golden)

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Life often has this mysterious way of imitating art. allow me to explain.. Some six weeks ago I came across an Australian television film called The Plumber .  I encountered this TV play at work when I was asked to purchase a DVD copy of Peter Weir's 1974 cult-classic The Cars that ate Paris for our collection.  This DVD doubled with another of Weir's films, The Plumber , from 1978.  And being a major enthusiast of 70s Australiana I took home this double-feature almost immediately upon accessioning. I didn't get to watch all of The Cars that ate Paris .  Although intriguing, I just wasn't in the mood for it although I plan to get back to this film in due course.  I skipped instead to the DVD's second feature, The Plumber , featuring Judy Morris as the stay-at-home academic and Ivar Kants as the plumber. This rather odd drama almost defies classification, sitting somewhere as it does between psychological horror and wry, black comedy.  What ...