like I love weir’s film but Joan Lindsay’s novel picnic at hanging rock is just such an incredible women’s story and the miniseries is such a breath of fresh air helmed by female writers and directors who have fleshed out these female characters lives and motivations in such a contemporary way that Lindsay intended that no man could capture. also: lesbianism

it's like the producers just handed over the book and a wad of cash to a 14 year old hot topic employee and gave them free rein of the project

*albert and mike look at each other for 2 seconds*
me: does anyone get a little bit of a gay vibe?

big love for lesbians wanting to escape away into a giant rock's alternate dimension or something. bitch me too!

this was just six hours of repressed lesbianism

😳 what would you do if 🤭

🙈 we kissed at hanging rock 💋

when I went into this I asked myself, who is going to be gay. the answer was surprisingly everyone.

This miniseries is a curiously poor adaptation of Picnic at Hanging Rock with unforgiveably bad music and direction. The rock has no sense of place or atmosphere and the story is very muddled. What directions the story was changed from the film were unnecessary. Natalie Dormer is the only standout but can't save this overdirected mess.

I can only imagine the people who love this haven't seen the superior Peter Weir film or read the book it was based on, which was a close adaptation. Just watch the film if you're interested.

It is impossible to overstate my disappointment at the lack of pan flutes.

this really gave us gays everything we wanted

eu matava pra descobrir oq tinha nessas malditas montanhas