Dan Carter: A Perfect 10
Director: Luke Mellows
Southern Lights
It turns out that you can be a good looking, successful, talented, hard working person that excels at the sport of rugby – your father putting little rugby posts up in the backyard when you’re young – and in the end, despite money and international contracts and business ventures and being the highest point-scorer in the game or maybe because of it your life story is dead-fucking-boring.
That’s the case with this documentary about All Black Dan Carter. It’s as if this film was 
simply greenlit after reading the box office receipts from the Richie McCaw film.
“Shit mate, we better make another of those”.
Yeah, so, he comes from a small-town. It’s New Zealand! Who doesn’t?
Why I was interested in watching it at all is anyone’s guess.
But holy shit this is a giant fucking snooze-fest dud.
I’ve watched Isis beheading videos that had more heart than this. There’s greater depth in a dinner plate.
There’s no reason for even rugby fans to want to see this.
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