

One true villain, it's clear, is the lingering stain of mistrust. It depends greatly on Bana's fractured, wounded urgency as Falk, the protagonist of two novels by award-winning crime novelist Jane Harper. Instead, as is part and parcel of its crime drama traditions, it's the distance from help that adds an air of menace and malice. Set in the dazzling sun of remote farming Australia, The Dry doesn't give its heroes or villains any shadows in which to hide. But, in classic noir style, the prodigal son returning to kick over the traces isn't going to go down well with everyone. Falk, of course, isn't saying no, isn't saying yes. His old friend, Luke (Wall) was found dead with the same shotgun that killed his wife and son in his hands, and everyone's presuming murder-suicide. It takes another equally grisly death to bring him back: in fact, three. Instead, it's survivor's guilt, and that's part of what's kept him away for years. He carries guilt with him: not for the crime for which he's always been fingered - the death of his school friend Ellie (Bettencourt), who drowned in mysterious circumstances right before he headed away.

That's the heart of The Dry, a hardboiled noir with a psychological twist that stars Eric Bana as Aaron Falk, an Australian Federal Police officer with a lot of baggage from his childhood in the small town of Kiewarra. It's hard to bury secrets in the arid soil, and sand has a bad habit of blowing away, revealing what was covered.
