Better Late Then Never

best movie i've ever seen.

Exactly the movie you think it is, but not the movie you want it to be.

Through painfully honest and emotional moments, the movie becomes irresistibly relatable

Great film, the thugs in the scallop industry would love it. Although be careful of those red bellied black snakes. This is dizzy stuff folks. Tony Martin is a genius.Up there with The Castle, Short Bus and Meat Pie.Some of the scenes are comedy gold with the visual aspects great. Do yourself a favor and get this film on Video Disc or VHS.Martin uses Franklin's brilliant straight-faced delivery, to help keep things from getting too serious. The debutante also livens things up with the use two truly excellent sight-gags, one of which is a hilarious narrated recollection by Franklin's character.This film is good enough to even forgive the increasingly embarrassing number of times (four I think!) that the top of the boom mike can be seen in a couple of scenes. I don't think Mr. Martin will skip any more editing sessions for future projects! His raw talent, however, is plain to see. That, and the intelligence displayed in not trying to turn his debut film into more than it should be, has me looking forward to his next project.

Big fan of Micallef and liked some of the stuff from Mr Franklin et al but this movie is SO BAD.A hint of this was on the Micallef Show when Judith Lucey (one of the "stars") told everyone it had bombed, stunk out the cinema on it's release. At the time I thought she was merely attempting humour and playing down how good it was - BUT IT'S TRUE!!!! It really is that bad.We hired it out with much anticipation, sat down in comfy chairs with our food and drink and waited for the movie to become funny. This never happened. We had to take the DVD out of the machine halfway through because it was simply the lamest, weakest "comedy" in Australian history. I think we may even have watched teletext instead.The two main "actors" simply CANNOT act, they seem like they are waiting for the other one to say their line with shame on their faces. And it is a great shame. What a waste! *Avoid at all costs*

Australian comedian Tony Martin (famous for the "Martin Molloy Breakfast Show") has made his directorial debut with Bad Eggs.He's always wanted to work in film, and it shows.This film is a magnificent production, with a great story and an even better cast.Martin uses the technique of throwing two moronic heroes into a dramatic story....which turns out to be quite a clever trick.Detectives Ben Kinnear (Martin's comic partner Mick Molloy) and Mike Paddock (Bob Franklin) our are loveably inept heroes, two public dicks working in Victoria's elite Zero Tolerance Unit.A freak accident involving a dead magistrate, a run-away car, and a dozen reckless fire-arm infringements lands them in a lot of trouble; and it doesn't get much better after that, either.Soon, they stumble over evidence of corruption in the ZTU, after their hard-nosed boss (Bill Hunter) and the nasty Detective Wicks (Nicholas Bell) seem strangely unconcerned about a CD said to be in the dead magistrate's car.With help from a nerdy engineer (Alan Brough) and Ben's journalist ex-girlfriend (Judith Lucy) Ben and Mike attempt to get to the bottom of things, but all they get is one disaster after another, until they have no-one to turn to but the Premier himself.(Shaun Micallef)It's a strong plot, but it is constantly riddled with hilarious scenes, such as Ben's bizarre flashbacks to his training with his girlfriend at the Police Academy in the `80s and Mike's high speed chase with the steering wheel lock still attached.I hope that Bad Eggs goes overseas, because it is the best Aussie comedy I have yet seen, and is not a movie to be missed for anyone who loves a good comedy.

"Bad Eggs" is an utterly terrible Australian comedy, poorly written and remarkably badly performed by a band of non-acting types (mostly stand-up comedians). It's films like this that reveal the dearth of quality film talent in Australia, and of the misguided efforts to cultivate what little talent that does exist. It is the incestuous attitude within the Australian film industry where it matters who you know and not what you know (or your talent) that contributes so greatly to the problems. Tony Martin is a well known comedy writer and performer – how that translates into feature filmmaker is anyone's guess. It is an amateurish effort from a bunch of personalities clearly out of their depth. Maybe they should have written a sitcom.