The Year My Voice Broke Review

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During the year 1962, a young prepubescent boy in rural Austrailia watches painfully as his best friend and first love, an older girl, blossoms into womanhood and falls for a thuggish rugby player, setting off a chain of events that irreversibly changes the lives of everyone involved.


Writer/director John Duigan’s affectionate, funny and poignant picture of adolescence revolves on a particularly winning performance from its juvenile lead, Noah Taylor. Neither a nerd nor Joe Cool but a genuine and typically awkward combination of both, his 15-year-old Danny — a puny poet affecting shades and a butt permanently affixed to his lips — and his adoration of local “bad girl” Freya (Carmen) are achingly real for anyone who can recollect the torments of a fourth-form amour fou(all itals). It’s also well set in the boonies of New South Wales in 1962, with a fun soundtrack.

Miles above the standard coming-of-age flick.