Hollywood, by and large, portrays bars as the most fun and chummy places on earth. At “Cheers” and “Coyote Ugly,” everybody knows your name and you can grow into a better person by sexy dancing.Even Moe’s Tavern from “The Simpsons,” with all its seasoned boozehounds, has a base level of respectability and camaraderie.
However, I suspect most bartenders will relate more to director Kitty Green’s paralyzing movie “The Royal Hotel,” which screened at the Toronto International Film Festival this week.Running time: 91 minutes.
Not yet rated. It’s a chillingly spot-on depiction of how, in dank rooms filled with belligerent drunks, the line between a jolly time and a dangerous one is treacherously thin.
The risks are doubled by the film’s setting of rural Australia — not known for its open arms or adherence to etiquette — and that our two rookie drink servers are newly arrived young women from the United States.Hanna (Julia Garner) and Liv (Jessica Henwick) are tourists on working holiday visas, which allow foreigners under 35 to stay in Oz for 12 months while hopping around jobs to fund their trip.
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