Sunday Too Far Away opens with Jack Thompson’s chief shearer, Foley, dozing off while driving his FJ Holden down a dusty outback road in 1956. The car rolls several times before he emerges unscathed but agitated.
Foley discovers there is blood on his face (“bugger me”) then picks up his bag and walks into town.
First stop, the pub, where the woman behind the bar is informed of his plans; “I’ve come back, but I’m not gonna bust my gut. I’m gonna shear nice and steady, ease up on the grog. Put a little bit away.”
At the shearing station, the rest of the men are introduced, including an unpopular chef with an affection for lemon essence, and Foley’s roommate, an elderly alcoholic called Old Garth (Reg Lye).
It doesn’t take long for the film’s staunchly pro-union pitch to kick in as the shearers rally for better conditions . . .
The men pass a motion prohibiting their boss from entering the shearing shed, laying the groundwork for a final act about taking a stand for workers’ rights.
Most dramatically, the shearers fight the “scabs” sent to replace them. In the great blokey Australian knockabout spirit there’s a lot of shouting and a punch-up.
The film’s title comes from a legendary lament reportedly from a shearer’s wife about her husband: “Friday night too tired; Saturday night too drunk; Sunday, too far away.”
Foley
Jack Thompson
Ivy
Phyllis Ophel
Black Arthur
Peter Cummins
Old Garth
Reg Lye
Michael Simpson
Gregory Apps
Tim King
Max Cullen
Frankie Davis
Ken Shorter
Director
Ken Hannam
