What a treat it is to see Willem Dafoe in a lead role again. We don’t see enough of him on the big screen, probably because he is not a «pretty boy». Really not at all. He simply plays a human being. This actor who came on the screen with a blast in 1986 in Platoon remains one of the best of his generation. He is in my opinion the DeNiro of his generation. The Hunter is a film all in restraints whether it is: in the deep motivations of Dafoe’s character; in the behind the scenes machiavellic manoeuvres of big Capital, from the pharmaceutical and forestry industries; in this little known land of Tasmania with its breathtaking vistas; in the faith of endangered species, in this case the Tasmanian Tiger; in this family of sensitive orphans and their enigmatic mother besides whom Dafoe stands as Allan Ladd in Shane. We leave the theatre haunted by this resignation: that it is sometimes better to let it die. One thing is certain that you will never forget the Tasmanian Tiger.

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