Film

The Year of Living Dangerously

Name: The Year of Living Dangerously
Genre: Romance, Drama
Released: 1982
Cast: Mel Gibson, Sigourney Weaver, Linda Hunt, Michael Murphy, Bill Kerr

Peter Weir's humid, unhurried political drama drops a green Australian reporter into Jakarta in 1965 as Sukarno's regime teeters. Mel Gibson's journalist, Sigourney Weaver's British attaché and Linda Hunt's astonishing photographer Billy Kwan circle each other while the city simmers toward violence. It's less thriller than mood piece - tense, morally alert - a romance that keeps asking what merely watching a catastrophe unfold actually costs you.

TMDb rating

6.7

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