A feuding yuppie couple whose marriage is slowly falling apart set out on a camping trip along a remote Australian coastline to hopefully rekindle their love. While, the husband is all geared up for the adventure with his new equipment, his wife would prefer to be at luxurious hotel. But this trip doesn't all go to plan with their constant friction getting even worst and they seem to take their stress out on the ecosystem. This reckless discard to the environment is soon reversed when nature decides to give a little back to its selfish protagonists.

Now this is want you call a man vs. nature film! And a real merciless one too! This low-budget, under-appreciated (if forgotten) Australian gem is far from your typical excursion into horror with a melodramatic backdrop involving the couples' martial problems, but the way the insightful story folds out you can't deny that this isn't one horrifying exercise when nature finally unleashes its devastating power with such an claustrophobic strangle hold. You might think the idea in this particular sub-genre would be hokey and overall, a campy b-grade animal feature, but here that's not the case because there's nothing cheap about the story and thrills, as it goes for some old fashion spookiness and slow grinding suspense, where we are asked to think about the couples' careless actions towards nature and the environmental message. There's a little bit more going on in the film's material and visuals then you might think and it does play on your mind with it's disorientating atmosphere.

The story slowly delivers in spurts a heavy amount of unbearable suspense and startling images that have a real unnerving effect with its terribly, uncomfortable mood. The nagging couple here are very obnoxious and a long way from likable, but they aren't suppose to be! The anger towards them is justified because they're the villains of this piece and we continuously witness their lack of respect for the surroundings. What nature has in store for them is powerfully effective and we can't help but be drawn into the brooding mystery of how its going to play out.

The picturesque location for the film is simply exquisite with the sprawling beach line and flourishing vegetation and wildlife. The way it can suddenly turn aggressive and change appearance after only being peacefully luminous (such in the weather and environment) makes it incredibly eerie, as you don't know what's up coming next. What caught this development was the hypnotic cinematography (done in anamorphic widescreen) that brought the wildlife off the screen with it's incredibly spacious execution and swift movement in following the couple around and great panning that captures all the small things. It has a semi-documentary feel about it. The foreboding sound effects of the nightlife really do have a strong impact on your senses with the jerky and high-pitch sensation eating away at you with such well placed tension and strange noises that won't let you escape. Also the quiet moments, since the dialogue is rather sparse, builds up the harrowing situation they're faced with. The hauntingly, charged score by Michael Carlos is just like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode with it's imminent dread and the tight editing nicely keeps the film moving until it reaches boiling point in the third act with an ending that shocks.

The screenplay by Everett De Roche (Patrick, Road Games, Harlequin & Razorback) is an intelligent look at the relationship between the carelessness of mankind and the suffering of nature, which it does takes its time in delivering justice. The plot's focus on the couples' marriage, which is on the rocks is an good companion piece with their inconsiderable intrusion on nature where they believe their own problems are more important and think less of their surroundings. The performances are astoundingly, realistic in their interactions by John Hargraves as the arrogantly, destructive Peter (who has a better connection with his dog) and Briony Behets as selfishly, close-minded Marcia. This is one stuck up couple you like to see crash and burn, and nature provides that wish.

'Long Weekend' is an sincere, atmospheric revenge tale with a ironically dour twist. It's a very well made production that maximizes its chilling backdrop, petering tension and stimulating concept to send chills down your spine.

As environmental consciousness arose in the 1970s, it made sense that there also arose a genre of horror flicks dealing with the environment. Eco-horror depicts people whose disregard for the natural world results in plants and animals taking revenge on them. One could call "The Birds" the progenitor of this, but a real example is Colin Eggleston's slow burn "Long Weekend", about an obnoxious Australian couple that goes on a camping trip, disrespecting their surroundings every step of the way. Guess what happens to them!

I understand also that this movie is considered an example of Ozsploitation (Australian exploitation). Whatever it is at heart, you can't deny that they pulled some clever tricks here. The eerie surroundings create the perfect setting. It looks like the sort of movie that they had fun making.

In conclusion, have some respect for nature the next time that you go camping.

LONG WEEKEND tells a story with an intriguing premise. In it, a bickering couple spend a weekend on the Australian coast, where they soon find themselves at the mercy of a vengeful nature determined to make amends for their abuse of their environment. It's an eerie, subtle and atmospheric piece of film-making that most resembles a '70s-era BLAIR WITCH PROJECT, with the emphasis on psychological over physical terror.

Sadly, I ended up wanting to like this film a lot more than I actually did. Although the premise is excellent, the execution just isn't that hot. Way too much of the running time is spent with the two obnoxious characters bickering and fighting all of the time, which makes for a sometimes excruciating viewing experience; I was praying that nature would hurry up and give these guys their just deserts.

The acting is mediocre at best, but the real problem lies with Colin Eggleston's direction, which fails to make the best of his set-up. Sure, the animal attack sequences are fairly well-staged, and there's no denying the inevitability and power of THAT ending, but the rest of it is just a little, well, dull. I just didn't get the level of eeriness from it that I needed; it pales in comparison to BLAIR WITCH, which showed less but which was a whole lot more effective as a horror film.