Just perfect...

Fanciful, disturbing, and wildly original, it announces the arrival of a fresh, bold voice in American cinema.

Good films always raise compelling questions, whether the format is fiction or documentary fact.

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

This film made me uneasy. It's so real, so true to life, so light and so heavy, understated and over the top. It captures all the wild uneasiness and expression and off-center humanity of childhood, and makes it breathless and fully alive. It takes you all over the place. There's so many things going on, so many events and strange sights and sounds. The kids are swept along through some kind of strange journey, a backward and breathless running through life. This is not a horror film, or even a fantasy. It is a straightforward drama, that not only captures real life but delves deep into the sort of confused reality of imagination that children so often confuse with everything else.This film made me uncomfortable. At times, it's alive and pure and safe and quiet. At other times, it's brash and explosive and emotionally uneasy. In the end, it's dark and deeply disturbed. You don't see it coming, but in a way, the ending colors everything that's come before. It's the believability that makes it so strange, so hard.Rebecca Smart plays Celia. She shows a range of character that totally beyond expectation. She's confident, scared, awake, aware, confused. It takes a lot of time to understand all the complexities at work in her. Celia makes no sense, or maybe all too much. In the end, she becomes a more complete person. One who will live with things most of us could hardly even imagine.Geoffrey Simpson's cinematography is totally realist. There's no strange photography, no experimentation. It's filmed like a regular story, without exaggeration. And it's all the better for it. This film's writer/director Ann Turner (who's done little else of note), creates a strange and powerful story with her understanding of character. She pushes through all of her strangest, most uneasy ideas without ever making you feel like you're not seeing real lives. Chris Neal creates some strongly effective music. It is at once timeless and perfectly fitting. It sounds little like any movie music I'd previously heard, but quite exactly fitting to the images. Otherworldly without feeling out of place."Celia" is not an average film. It sees and expresses things in a way utterly like any other in the history of film. It has no peers in this sense, and that alone makes it one of the most powerful cinematic experiences I've ever had. But the nature in how it grafts darkness to light, fear to joy, is disconcerting. If you still remember childhood, you can find yourself in the scenes of "Celia". This is not sensationalism. This is one little girl's precarious existence.

This strange little movie from the land Down Under is really two movies, one of which definitely works, but the other not so much. On one hand, it is a fairly realistic portrait of rural Australia in the 1950's that was dealing with both a plague of rabbits and of Communists. In retrospect, the wild rabbits had a far better chance of over-running conservative Australia than the commies, but the wars on both these "plagues" were somewhat similar in that, as well-intentioned as they may have been, a lot of innocents were caught in the crossfire. "Celia", the young heroine of this film, for instance, has recently lost her Communist grandmother and loses her only friends due to their parents ties to the Australian CP. The fateful blow,however, comes when she loses her beloved pet rabbit "Murgatroyd" to the authorities."Celia" is portrayed as having a rich fantasy life that leaves her disturbed and even dangerously disconnected from reality (not unlike the two young girls in the later Peter Jackson kiwi film "Heavenly Creatures"). However, the movie does not focus on this dark fantasy aspect nearly enough, and "Celia" is portrayed as a rather ordinary and, moreover, very sympathetic young girl, which makes the one scene of real-life violence that occurs (actually, it is left a little ambiguous) not very believable. It also doesn't help, as others have said, that in America they seized on the under-developed and unbelievable aspects by trying to market this as a horror movie. This is not quite as good as Peter Weir's famous Aussie film "Picnic at Hanging Rock", but like that movie it has been mis-categorized as a horror movie, and no doubt will disappoint fans of gory, visceral horror, while scaring away a lot of the foreign/art-film enthusiasts that might enjoy it. I actually like both horror and art films, but this is definitely mostly the latter. It would make a good double bill with "Picnic" or "Heavenly Creatures"--or, even better, the weird 1970's indie American film "The Orphan".It is definitely very well made and the acting is excellent, especially the young Rebecca Smart (child actors in Commonwealth always seem to be far, far better actors than the cloying, "adorable" moppets Hollywood always insists on casting in their saccharine kiddie crap). Check it out if you get a chance.

It is with a heavy heart that I note Celia, possibly my favourite film, is now being marketed with a tacky subtitle. This film is comparable to Jane Campion's work and is anything but a straight horror film, with a subtle characterisation and a compassionate yet unsentimental picture of childhood not generally associated with that genre. The narrative viewpoint is well sustained, with the grownup world of barbecues, blacklists, and affairs observed from a child's angle. The horror in question is in Celia's imagination, which, like that of all children, plays out the stresses of her own family and her culture. Various plagues - literal and metaphoric - impinge on her world, from myxomatosis to communism. Fans of blood and gore will be disappointed. The film is an unhurried portrait of 50s Australia, the pressure to conform, childhood, death. Its climax is sharp and bloody but logical; as is the lightness of the ending. As a touchstone, think of the daughter in the Piano, with her outrageous storybook lies, her spontaneity, her hurt rebellion, and her ultimate childishness. Just don't think Carrie. This is gem of a film, and let's face it, Hollywood churns out a lot of disappointing ones. As soon as you see the opening titles with Rebecca Smart's expressive face glancing all around her, while the theme music plays, you'll realise you're in the hands of a very talented director.

Celia is a 9 year old girl with a lot of imagination. She lives with her family in South Australia in the fifties. She has a strong will, lots of charm and wit. Her family are communists, which makes them kind of outcasts in the society, and Celia has to fight mobbing schoolmates as well as discriminating teachers. She manages to do that very well. All this gives a rather frank and funny description of childhood problems, and Rebecca Smart plays her part extremely well. But Celia is not just a charming kid - when she hates, she really hates. And when she fantasizes about mysterious evil animals, she can't quite distinguish fantasy from reality. Which might seem rather normal, but Celia lives in a house, where a loaded gun is available... This movie is very entertaining, giving a varied picture of growing-up - and one can really feel the emotions and confusions, which is a part of being nine years old. At times the film becomes perhaps a bit too confusing - it can be quite difficult to follow the girls vivid imagination. But I'll guess, you have the same problem in the real world...