Leilani Croucher takes us into the world of Lydia Lane and her psychic network for Australian singer-songwriter Jack Ladder. The scenario may seem to be familiar, but Croucher does more than provide a pastiche of those dodgy exploitation infomercials.

Beyond the on-screen taglines luring the viewers to call expensive hotlines, this brings us into the worlds of a quartet of Lydia's followers. They're vulnerable, but also intriguing, and in their way, super-kitsch cool.

Croucher shows a notable way with her talent, and styling and art direction. And is that Jack Ladder (who sounds rather like a more cheery Nick Cave) behind the Magnum PI moustache...?