This 1971 film is focused on psychological tension and realism, not ticking boxes for modern identity politics. Characters are developed through their actions and flaws, and no forced diversity or box-checking appears. If anything, it's a raw, unfiltered portrait of masculinity gone off the rails, definitely not the result of committee-driven casting or narrative.

The portrayal of rough, hyper-masculine Outback culture isn't sanitized, but the film isn’t interested in mocking or deconstructing traditional values through any modern ideological lens. It’s a harsh critique of Aussie machismo, but that’s more existential than ‘woke’. Moral ambiguity is personal, not political.

There’s little evidence of ideological preaching; in fact, there's a shocking lack of overt messaging, virtue-signaling, or intolerance for non-progressive viewpoints. The film’s bleakness is equal-opportunity, no lectures or groupthink, just disturbing human behavior laid bare.