NorthA group of aimless young blokes from the suburbs of Sydney go troppo in 1980s North Queensland, as all around them, men fuelled by the resources boom tear up the landscape with abandon. If Jack Kerouac had been Australian, he might have come up with something like North, a tale of Australian masculinity searching for itself, while learning that we need to tread softly on the land if we are to have any sort of a future.