Australians are known for their taciturnity and, when moved to speak, bluntness. This film takes the image to an extreme, the occasional talkative character comes as a shock, but they are soon on their way, and we are back to the sounds of the bush. But when people do speak, it is worth listening.
The setting is an opal mining community, presumably Lightning Ridge, population 2000 odd, set in a bleak and dusty landscape, a refuge from a world grown too complicated, too abrasive, too heartless. It is a place people come to visit, and somehow never go away. It's not the beauty, as there is none, or the lure of riches, as opals are not that valuable. But it is a place where you can make a living if you are not too fussy how you live, where you will be accepted for who you are, not who you were, and where people look out for each other.
A girl comes to visit her sick father. She is a psychology student, a well observed role, intending to go on to Alice Springs in a few days. She doesn't. To understand why, you must watch the film.
It looks like most of the roles are played by themselves, local men, for it is almost all men out there, underplayed but vivid, warm, generous, accepting of each other's limitations.
You may not like it, but if it comes your way, invest a little of your busy life, you may learn something.