You Can Quit Trying Now. The Best Title Already Exists.
The Australian genre flicks of the 1970s and ’80s receive a jam-packed documentary tribute in Mark Hartley’s “Not Quite Hollywood: The Wild, Untold Story of Ozploitation.” It’s a kicky, slightly exhausting look at a bygone era of low-rent moviemaking, whose colorful trove of film clips should delight fans of cinematic esoterica, nostalgic schlock and high octane drive-in fare.
A bit of history: In 1971, relaxed Australian censorship standards ushered in a string of locally produced sex farces with such titles as “Stork,” “The Adventures of Barry McKenzie” and “Alvin Purple.”
I don’t care how good you think you are at making up titles, Alvin Purple has got you beat. From now on, I’m going to have to call everything I write (untitled). Because one just looks foolish trying to compete on that kind of level.






