![]() I’d have sighed and wept a bit throughout if it wasn’t so funny. That hapless crow is an apt portent for what Kerry encounters in Durrongo in the rest of Melissa Lucashenko’s splendid black comedy, where just about everybody bites and gets bitten in a cycle of ancestral woes and injustices, pointless violence, family dysfunction, and general stuff-ups. ![]() ‘The eaters and the eaten of Durrongo, having it out at the crossroads.’ Chances are it’ll starve to death, thinks Kerry. One bites a dead snake in the head and its fangs get wedged onto the bird’s beak, fastening it shut. The first conversation she has is in the Bundjalung language (translated for our benefit) with three cheeky crows. Except it’s not a stranger, it’s that skinny dark girl Kerry Salter, back to say goodbye to her Pop before he falls off the perch. ![]() A stranger rides into a one-horse town on a shiny new motorbike. ![]()
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