With "The Cars that Ate Paris", "The Last Wave", and especially "Picnic at Hanging Rock", the genius Peter Weir made three of the greatest cult movies in the history of cinema. "The Plumber" plays in a different league, also because it's a made-for-television film, but it's nevertheless REALLY good as well, and it once again demonstrates what a versatile and expert director Weir is/was.
"The Plumber" is a simple but effective, and moreover very recognizable, story about a housewife becoming increasingly agitated because of a friendly but intrusive plumber who nearly breaks down the flat's entire bathroom. Whilst her workaholic husband is too preoccupied with a potential promotion to Geneva, Jill is slowly going mentally insane and feeling like a prisoner in her own house.
The climax comes abrupt, but it's brilliantly honest and confronting. Also, if there's one thing that makes "The Plumber" painfully clear, it is how people are falsely polite - hypocritical, even - and how we would do pretty much everything in order to avoid direct confrontation. Thank you very much for holding up this mirror, Mr. Weir...
"The Plumber" is a simple but effective, and moreover very recognizable, story about a housewife becoming increasingly agitated because of a friendly but intrusive plumber who nearly breaks down the flat's entire bathroom. Whilst her workaholic husband is too preoccupied with a potential promotion to Geneva, Jill is slowly going mentally insane and feeling like a prisoner in her own house.
The climax comes abrupt, but it's brilliantly honest and confronting. Also, if there's one thing that makes "The Plumber" painfully clear, it is how people are falsely polite - hypocritical, even - and how we would do pretty much everything in order to avoid direct confrontation. Thank you very much for holding up this mirror, Mr. Weir...