Welcome To Broome
Earlier this year I spoke to Michael Gow just after he'd returned from Perth in an elated frame of mind. He'd been directing a workshop of a new play by Richard Mellick, a very personal account of an interracial marriage, which he hoped looked at blackfella/whitefella relations in a fresh, candid and insightful way.
He was right. Welcome to Broome is one of those plays that pops up out of the blue and demands to be seen. On the surface it's wonderfully laid back and summery: the constant chatter of bats and thud of mangoes on red dirt, the feeling of warm nights full of yarns and yearning and remembered good tiiues.
But against this backdrop Richard has given us his incisive portrait of Rob: whiteboy 'do gooder' unable to rid himself of his need to control, willing to take on the adventure of the blackfella thing' but never able to share the joy and pain that goes with it.
He also gives us a fantastic gallery of Broome pilgrims (some half-doped and looking for themselves, another going there to die) - and in Chrissy, Rob's Aboriginal partner, one of the most vital and passionate roles to have crossed the Nullabor.
|directed by||Michael Gow|
|with||Geoff Kelso, Kelton Pell|