(White) Australian identity is always uncomfortable, under perceived threat. Permanently displaced. It’s not our land, but we have to live on it, so we try to conquer it. First the Outback. Then the suburbs. It’s all someone else’s land.

I should also explore how limited the idea of national identity expressed in these films is. How much do they embrace non-white, non-working-class, non-suburban, non-cisgendered, non-heteronormative Australia? Not at all, is my estimation. What does that say about our formulation of national identity — and who gets to decide on that formulation?