And so the onslaught of quirky Australian comedy continues. Nathan Phillips (One Perfect Day) stars as a short-fuse surfer obliged to do community service at a home for the emotionally disturbed. It’s a problem because his stretch coincides with the surf championship he desperately wants to attend. What to do? As any quasi-rebel would; take a couple of patients on a road-trip under the guise of therapy. The story is complicated when they get hopelessly lost and entangled in a gang-land hit. What to do? As any quasi-rebel would; run. Described as an ‘action-packed comedy-thriller’, Under The Radar is none of these. Evan Clarry’s film is a mismatched assortment of themes and ideas that fail to gel; a story that smacks of committee rewrites particularly with the entrance of Chloe Maxwell as the beach-bound threesome clearly have room for one more in their car. “We need a love interest,” suggests a writer. “No we don’t – we need a babe!” suggests another. And so on. Under The Radar covers similar ground to Clarry’s debut feature, Blurred, another Queensland comedy about unlikely heroes learning life’s lessons the hard way. The addition of criminal elements suggests a tilt at Two Hands credibility. The result, despite a published effort to shun stereotypes, is more akin to Fat Pizza. Solid support from Clayton Watson (Matrix Revolutions) and comedian Steady Eddy lessens the pain, but is not enough to get Under The Radar under the radar. Here is another disappointing effort that will soon be shelved alongside The Hard Word and Siam Sunset.  // COLIN FRASER