The good folk at 60 Minutes have been extra creative in titles for their stories this week…
Say no more!
Bricks and Slaughter
It’s no secret that Australia is experiencing a downturn in the property market. But for Aussies who own their own home or have a mortgage, there’s worse news. Many believe calling it a downturn is foolishly optimistic – the slump we are in is more like falling off a cliff. On 60 MINUTES, Tom Steinfort speaks with real estate and finance experts who predict property prices could slide by as much as 40 per cent in the next year. And if they’re right and numbers like that eventuate, there’s only one certainty: our entire economy faces catastrophe.
Reporter: Tom Steinfort
Producers: Gareth Harvey, Joel Tozer
From the “What will they think of next?” files comes hope for humans mourning the deaths of long-loved pet dogs. With just a single cell, a laboratory in South Korea is creating replicas of devoted owners’ departed pooches. As Tara Brown finds out, it’s not quite the movie Jurassic Park, more like Jurassic Bark, but still the science of cloning animals is an incredible glimpse into an exciting, if not creepy, world. There is always a “but”, though, and in this case it’s a big one. Who would hand over $135,000 so they would never have to say goodbye to a favourite pet?
Reporter: Tara Brown
Producer: Gareth Harvey
In the world of publishing the accepted wisdom is that if a writer reaches 20,000 book sales they’re given the prized title, “best-selling author”. But based on that premise, there aren’t enough superlatives to describe Liane Moriarty. The unassuming Australian’s books sell not in the thousands but the millions – in fact more than 14 million at last count. No wonder Hollywood superstars Nicole Kidman and Reese Witherspoon came knocking on Liane’s door. They loved her novel, Big Little Lies, so much that they turned it into a television blockbuster, which has now turned Liane Moriarty into an even greater success story.
Reporter: Liz Hayes
Producer: Grace Tobin
8:30pm Sunday on Nine (nope, it’s never 8:30).