Film

Picnic at Hanging Rock

Name: Picnic at Hanging Rock
Genre: Drama, Mystery
Released: 1975
Cast: Rachel Roberts, Vivean Gray, Helen Morse, Kirsty Child, Tony Llewellyn-Jones

Peter Weir's Australian gothic sends a group of schoolgirls into the bush on a summer picnic and never brings some of them back — and never explains why. It's less mystery than mood: hazy, sun-bleached, scored with pan flute and insect drone, more interested in dread than answers. For anyone who wants beauty that unsettles rather than comforts, and doesn't need a resolution to feel satisfied.

TMDb rating

7.2

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