Kind of a review, mostly a rant, I guess. (spoilers)
You know how movies will have that "kick the dog" scene in order to establish just how "bad" the bad guy is?
This movie is that ramped up to ten, on steroids...multiple times over. And personally, it took me out of the movie. Our protagonist wasn't getting revenge on some guys who had a hand in her baby's death and murdered her husband, she was getting revenge on a couple of rampaging psychopaths murdering their way through the countryside of Australia after already having raped, beaten, murdered, infanticide, I'm sorry but this was f***ing ridiculous.
There was plenty of bad blood established in the first half hour of this movie (I think they actually even killed a dog, right?), but they just kept going with it, and kept going until this protagonist became something you could only see in this particular movie...he bore no resemblance to any real-life person your imagination could summon. Outside of maybe Ted Bundy and his ilk, but shoot, even those guys had more motivation behind their psychopathy than just a will to be the meanest, most loathsome sonsabitches you ever did meet.
The film opens the door for you and leads you in, further and further...until you find that, despite your repeated attempts to shake off the disbelief, you're inexplicably popping right back out of it again. "Inexplicably" because its difficult to fathom how there wasn't a single person in this production who was able to successfully convey to those in charge that, "Hey...maybe this is a little much? We laying it on a little thick here? Going a little too far, maybe?"
It was a good movie...and maybe that was part of the problem...it was so far above the "I spit on your grave" revenge-porn that to have seemingly plucked their bad guys FROM that B-movie genre...those scenes stood out like black on white. Because it was much classier than that. An otherwise well shot film, great acting, scenery, costume design etc.
But after the first half hour or so, every scene with the protagonist yanked me right out of the movie, like it or not. So far over the top that, despite my best efforts, I couldn't delude myself into believing the portrayal and wish they'd pumped the brakes a little.
This movie isn't subtle. The bad guys weren't as much "bad" as they were roving bands of hell-on-earth doling out misery, torture and death. I'd call it "bleak", except "bleak" implies that there's time to ruminate on how awful everything is. No can do, its gotta get worse, we only got 150 minutes to cram in evil soooo....YOU get a knife to the throat and YOU get a knife to the throat! Who's got the gun, oops, not anymore cause I killed ya, gonna shoot this sweet-faced little boy with it now, hey blacky your village is razed, everyone you've ever known is dead, means I gotta rape you now, my greasy buddy will need a turn afterward, oops someone coming out of the woods here, never mind I shot em in the face for some reason, lets go kill an elderly couple in their sleep, desecrate their corpses, call 'em names while we cut up their dog for stewing etc etc
Its a whole streak of crazy in an otherwise solid film.