Showing posts with label Irish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Irish. Show all posts

Friday, October 29, 2010

Bloody Sunday

Film: Bloody Sunday (2002)
Dir: Paul Greengrass
Rating: **** out of 5 stars



On January 30, 1972, a peaceful march was planned in the Irish town of Derry. It was one of many events staged by residents of Northern Ireland to protest English oppression. A British paratrooper regiment was put in place with orders to quell a potential uprising and make arrests. During the demonstration, a few rebellious teenagers threw stones at the soldiers, resulting in a small riot. During the confusion, the British Army command center received reports of a possible IRA sniper in the area. The paratroopers subsequently entered the Bogside area and began firing into the crowd of civilians. Thirteen Irish were killed and fourteen wounded. All the victims were unarmed and many were shot in the back while fleeing. The subsequent inquiry by the British defended the actions of the paratroopers, justifying the shootings as self-defense.

The incident has been forever immortalized as “Bloody Sunday.” It was a devastating tragedy, made worse by the fact that justice has yet to be served for the victims. British writer/director Paul Greengrass captures the incident with striking fidelity. Shot on a hand-held camera, the film feels almost suffocating, like watching a horror movie. The story is divided between three perspectives – the Army command center; the paratroopers; and the protesters. This is a very effective design and it feels less biased. In the film, not all British are portrayed as monsters, nor are all Irish portrayed as saints. The paratroopers believed they were up against a real enemy, and like the protesters, they too were scared. This honesty makes the film feel that much more real.

Leading the march was politician Ivan Cooper, who is portrayed by James Nesbitt in Bloody Sunday. Cooper, a major player in the Irish civil rights movement, believed in non-violent protest and very much wanted to avoid a conflict that Sunday afternoon. The emotional impact of the “Bogside massacre” (as it is also known) is visualized through Cooper in the film. He is the walking embodiment of Irish liberation, and the January 30th incident takes a crushing toll not only on him personally but on the rights movement itself. Furthermore, the actions of the British only served to galvanize the Irish Republican Army, with whom he strongly disagreed. As Cooper, Nesbitt is a very likable moral center, and when the weight of the situation is upon him, his eyes recall the intensity of a young Jack Nicholson.

Writer/director Paul Greengrass delivers a powerful script and his usual gritty visual style. His script focuses on some characters closely – including Cooper; one of the shooting victims; and a reluctant British soldier – in order to help the viewer become emotionally invested in these people and not get swept away by the scale of the tragedy. The hand-held camerawork is very effective at creating tension and fear, putting the viewer right there on the streets of Derry. However, Greengrass does have a tendency to cut excessively which can be off-putting. The film skips around and scenes often fade to black before they feel complete. Granted, the effect gives the film the look of actual footage that has been haphazardly spliced together, but such hyperactive editing is also a bit distracting to the viewer.

The events of that day and what they represent still resonate today with Irish and non-Irish alike. Countless artists and musicians, including U2 and John Lennon, have paid tribute to the victims. Bloody Sunday too is a fitting artistic tribute to a piece of history that must never be forgotten. In June of 2010, the British prime minister apologized for the shootings on Bloody Sunday following a report that decreed the paratroopers were not justified and that innocent, unarmed civilians were gunned down that day. Perhaps artists’ renderings such as this film have bolstered support for the cause and are now hopefully bringing peace to the families left behind.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Outcast

Film: Outcast (2010)
Dir: Colm McCarthy
Rating: ***1/2 out of 5 stars



Outcast does not look like much based on its trailer and premise, but this modest little horror film may surprise you. It is a love story, a supernatural thriller, and a monster movie all in one. Don’t worry, it is nothing like Twilight. The film is occasionally convoluted and odd but strong performances and a unique story make it worth a look.

The tale begins with Fergal, an Irish teenage boy, and his mother Mary moving into a run-down apartment complex in Edinburgh, Scotland. They move next door to Petronella, a fiery teenage girl with an alcoholic mother and a mentally handicapped brother. The girl begins to take a romantic interest in her new Irish neighbor. What she does not know is that Fergal harbors a dark secret that keeps him and his mother on the run.

Two Irishmen, Cathal and Liam, are on the hunt for the pair, using black magic along the way to find them. While Petronella and Fergal are having secret rendezvous, Mary paints pagan symbols in blood on the walls of her apartment to protect them from being found. A dark shadow looms over the teenagers’ love as the Irish hunters close in and time begins to run out for Fergal.

The script, penned by director Colm McCarthy and his brother Tom, combines elements of Celtic mythology, pagan rituals, and even a touch of the Old English epic, Beowulf. There is a love story between Fergal and Petronella, but that aspect is a bit run-of-the-mill. Instead it is the horror elements – the hunters, the witchcraft, and even a beast – that really drive the film. It has themes of adolescence and sexual awakening tied into the horror, not unlike a werewolf tale. There are a few cheap jump-scares, but mostly the film excels at tension and creepiness.

The story is occasionally ambiguous and can be difficult to understand (partly due to the thick Irish and Scottish accents) but the vagueness seems somewhat deliberate. Perhaps the filmmakers chose to make it so vague because putting a specific label like “witch” on a character distracts from the story or makes it seem silly. The script is backed up by some nice visuals, too. The cinematography is gritty and dark, which is ideal considering the setting and the mood of the film. Visually, it is a little reminiscent of 28 Days Later. There are also some nice gore and creature effects to satisfy traditional horror fans.

Niall Bruton and Hanna Stanbridge, who play Fergal and Petronella respectively, are both quite good, but two other actors steal the movie. The first is Kate Dickie, whose portrayal of Mary is intense and occasionally frightening. Mary is clever, dangerous, and fiercely protective of her son – and with good reason. That reason is the other amazing performance in the film, James Nesbitt as Cathal. He is a cruel but ambitious hunter determined to find his prey. Because of the dark history Mary and Cathal share, they are locked in an endless battle over Fergal’s life. Their mutual hatred fuels the story, and each actor is perfect in their role. There is a scene where they engage in a “fight” in separate places without even standing up, yet it is pretty intense.

Outcast has more to offer than your average horror film. It combines a monster movie format with elements of the occult, romance and coming-of-age drama. Few films can pull off such an eclectic mixture of genres. The movie does not always make sense, but its imaginative story and engaging visual style help this little Irish film stand out amongst all the lame remakes and torture porn flicks being shat out of Hollywood these days.

Thursday, September 03, 2009

Flick (2000)

Film: Flick (2000)
Dir: Fintan Connolly
Rating: *1/2 out of 5 stars



I watched this low-budget Irish drama for one reason only - David Murray. I have had an interest in the man ever since his tiny, tiny role in Batman Begins. He had one line ("Where are you?!") but it was enough to make me and my boyfriend simultaneously go, "Who IS that guy?" He has a star quality about him, I just had to see more. He was originally cast to play Destro in G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra but was ultimately demoted to a smaller role. In Flick, however, Murray is the star. But much like G.I. Joe, this movie freaking sucks.

This is just another film about small-time pushers and what happens when a drug deal goes south. Murray's character - known by his friends as "Flick" - is trying unsuccessfully to escape this lifestyle. He trusts stupid people, gets in too deep, and suffers the consequences. Frankly, we've seen it all before. If you want to watch a good film about the seedy underworld of drug dealers, watch Refn's Pusher trilogy.

From the very beginning, Flick's low production value is distracting. It looks like a cheap Spanish soap opera with fuzzy lenses and focus that goes in and out. The directing is obnoxiously amateur. The dialogue is forced and often pointless, and many of the actors are just terrible, especially the actresses (Isabelle Menke and Catherine Punch). The character development is shit. When the two leads jump into bed after a worthless two-minute conversation, I could only scream, "What?!" The result is a forced, premature, and drawn-out sex scene. The eye candy is its only saving grace.

The whole thing is slow, full of pointless melodrama and scenes where characters simply stare at each other. All this accompanied by corny saxaphone music. Murray is the best part of the movie, as he actually delivers a believable performance. This man deserves better. For the love of St. Patrick, somebody discover him!