The film's genius is its refusal to wallow in the sad situation, even though that's all the characters do. The script continually undercuts their grief with unexpected situations that are exploding with very black humour, and the strained relationships are shockingly honest and raw. Everyone involved deserves praise here, from Ayres' sensitive, stylish direction and Monk's insightful, brave script to seriously good performances all around. Every cast member peels back layers to let us see inside them--brittle fragility, churning anger, aching confusion. Colosimo is amazingly complex as a man whose guilt and grief are completely intertwined, leading him to acts that may sabotage his relationships with both his boyfriend and his best pal Anna. Meanwhile, Dean, Theodorakis and Farr all bring out unexpected depth of meaning in the already intricate script. This is powerful, provocative and deeply involving filmmaking, especially if you've ever dealt with a difficult death (is there any other kind?). Of nine nominations the film won five Australian Film Institute awards (including best screenplay and three of the four acting categories), as well as the Teddy for best film at the 2002 Berlinale. Keep an eye out for it.