Based on a novel of the same name, this movie takes place in the midst of Indonesia’s political and social upheaval in 1965. Yes, this is essentially a Cold War movie without the U.S. or the Soviets really being involved.
Guy (Mel Gibson back when we all still liked him) is a Australian reporter who has been dying for a chance to prove that he can handle tough and, shall we say, dangerous assignments. He immediately catches the attention of Billy Kwan, a Chinese-Australian photographer with dwarfism who is played by a white woman (that’s the only comment I will make about that because Linda Hunt really did do a good job- but really? There were no partially Asian people suited to the role? She still totally deserved an Oscar - Gah! This is such a hard quandary!). They team up as Billy sees something in Guy that he’s failed to find in the other journalists, a moral compass and passion for the work. The difference being that Billy has been stationed in Jakarta so long that he’s become close to the problems of famine and crime created by the corrupt government. Guy is much more interested in the stories he can share to make a difference and give him more clout as an foreign correspondent. Still, Billy likes Guy so much that he introduces him to Jilly, an English diplomat played by Sigourney Weaver and Billy’s favorite person. Guy and Jill fall in love in the midst of the turmoil and riots in the streets.
Billy acts as narrator for a majority of the film, typing out files on a rusty typewriter on everyone and the political system. Eventually, Guy disappoints Billy in that he wants to expose a story that could get him killed and potentially put Jill in a bad situation. The whole point of this is how Guy is more interested in getting the story than his own safety. As a writer, Guy has to decide what is worth losing and when it is time to give up on a story.