If you’re in Melbourne and if you hurry, you’ll catch 99 Homes at the Nova in Carlton. It’s brilliant.
Set in America in wake of the sub-prime housing market crash, it’s about decent people losing their houses. It’s a mixture of Mephistopheles, Zola and Thomas Hardy combined as a recently-unemployed single father struggles to regain possession of his home and becomes forced into becoming something and someone he detests.
Brilliant, but sick-of-your-stomach, anxious, clammy, rage-inducing viewing.
