delicious schadenfreude of aging, divorced hippies simultaneously lamenting their lonely miserable lives and reverting to always telling the myths/stories of their activist days, back when. 'cept in this case, the 15 year old daughter is listening, very closely. so sophie the teen both rejects and sneers at her single mom's nostalgia, jiggly fat arms, pitiful life, and hypocrisy and internalizes her mom's (and her absent but longed for dad's) ethos, love, hypocrisy, and partial activism of saving some wild places and rivers in Tasmania.
so dad and emo-goth-daughther go on a hike/camping trip into the self same wilderness area the parents tried to save in the '60's-70's with beautiful descriptions of the country and plants and water and trees and such (which frankly could have been edited down in my most humble and non-editor opinion, 'cause shit, this DID win all kinds of awards and such) and daughter, dad, and mom come to a bit, but not much, of self-realization of their nihilism (is that possible? kinda double negative i guess) and hypocrisy.