Romulus, My Father

Synopsis: Raimond Gaita (1946 - ) comes of age in Frogmore, Victoria in the early 1960s. His parents are immigrants: his Romanian father farms; his German mother, Christina, estranged from Romulus, is in Melbourne. Romulus is near despair when she takes up with the brother of his best friend, who suggests he send for a new wife from back home. For Rai, poverty, bruises, and the mysterious ways of adults compete with his longing for a stable home and his own incipient puberty. Love and madness lie in the same bed. As an old woman tells Rai, "Sometimes what you reckon and what you get ain't the same thing."
Genre: Biography, Drama
Director(s): Richard Roxburgh
Production: Magnolia Pictures
  10 wins & 23 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
104 min

Papi. Papi.


(Whispers) Do they just

fall out of the hive?

Nothing's happening.

(Whispers) Just wait, Raimond.

They think it's the sun.


For luck.


Wait on, boy.


Whoo-hoo! (Laughs)

See you later, Jack.

Night, Mick.

Why do they all call you Jack?

That's my new Australian name.

What do you mean?

Maybe 'Romulus'

is too hard for them to say.


Those girls keep looking at you.

They are just nice people.

They like to be friendly.

(All laugh)



It's so nice to be home.

You haven't come home for ages.

Im sorry, darling.

Ive been so busy in Melbourne.

Doing what?

And...just a little spray

of this please, sir.




And here.

Do I smell good?


Yep? Are we ready to go, then?

Go where?

Aren't you taking me to dinner

in some fine restaurant, young man?

How's school?


Guess what?

Women smile at Papi.

A lot.



I smiled at him once too, you know.


And look... we all are.

Here we are.

Morning, Muti.




Kick, kick, back.


Whoo! (Laughs)

(Both pant and moan)


I miss you.

We used to meet

in secret,

because if my parents had found out,

I would have been in big strife.

Because you were too young?


And your father was not German,

he was Romanian.

And he was poor.

It was not allowed.

Why not?

It was a bad time.

We were crazy about each other.

And Ill tell you a secret.

He loved me so badly,

when I tried to leave him...

..he shot himself.


Took a pistol, pointed it

to the side of his head

and then he just pulled the trigger

and... Bang!

But he missed! (Laughs)

The bullet just scratched his nose.

Bombs falling on our heads

out of the sky every night

and your poor crazy father

shoots himself in the nose.

(Laughs) Oh.

(Whispers) You think you can just

come here whenever you feel like it.

You don't write, nothing.

I shouldn't have to write.

You treat this place like a hotel.

Every time you come, Christina,

you cause trouble.

Yes, I always do or say

something wrong.

You had no right

to tell that story.

I love that story.


Because it reminds me...

Because you want him to think

Im crazy fool.


Shooting myself.

I love that story because

it reminds me we were happy.

Why you do this?

All that matters is your feelings.

Look where they got you, Christina.

You and your bloody feelings.

Who cares about my feelings?

Well, go back to bloody Mitru, then.



(Continues whistling)



Hi, Vacek.

Here you are. Got you some eggs.



You're sure

you don't want a cuppa, Tom?

No, no, Im right.

We want you to eat until

you're as full as a goog.

Full as a tick, Id say.

(Both chuckle)

And how's your mother, Rai?

Oh, she's gone back to Melbourne.

When she comes to stay,

she and Papi sleep in the same bed.

Ah, yeah.

But she never stays very long.

I reckon we should live together

all the time.

Well, sometimes what you reckon and

what you get ain't the same thing.

So, it's just you

and your father again, then?

And Jack and Orloff.

Oh. And would the bird like tea too?

Yes, please, Miss Collard.

And cake?

Yep, he likes his cake.

Here, Jack.

Oh, well. (Laughs)

(Both chuckle)

(Children laugh and call out)

(Whistles piercingly)


Hello, Fritz.

Hup, hup. Up. Hey!

Whoa! (Laughs)



Hi ho, everybody.

Hi ho, Jack.

Welcome to 'The Dulux Show'.

Im thinking of sending him

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