When Melbourne hit-man Ray Shoesmith discovers that his next-door neighbour is a film student, he commissions him to document his life, and It's not the violence that's the centre of attention, but conversation, the banalities and intensities of human interaction, and obsessive interest in detail.
The film looks like it owes some debt to `Man Bites Dog', and `The Last Horror Movie' but that's quite a good starting position for influences!
The writing is entertaining and moving, as the hit-man considers himself a man of morals, just with a terrible job. There's plenty of twisted logic and morality, but it's refreshing to have reasons for the slaughter!
Very black, but very enjoyable too!