Still going strong on the film fest front with seven more to go in the next three days. Last night, The Guard and The Future. Let me start with The Future. Full of quirk, funny and little bit sad, Miranda July (who starred, wrote and directed the film, seriously Miranda, quit being so greedy with your talent) tells the story of an eccentric couple who realise the years are flying past while their dreams remain dreams. They have 30 days before they adopt a dying cat, so they decide to quit their jobs and embark on new lives, but perhaps not quite the new lives they had hoped for. A bit of strange stuff in there with stopping time and talking moons, but it adds a quirky, yet humourous touch that seems a trademark for her films.
Oh bless, look at his face.
The Guard. What can I say, it's Brendan Gleeson playing an Irishman. No, it's Brendan Gleeson playing himself, albeit probably a little less politically correct. You might think it a cliche black cop white cop combo film, but its really nothing of the sort. Gleeson is the foul-mouthed, blunt but ultimately loveable local cop who gets involved in a drug-smuggling/murder investigation big enough to require the aid of the FBI (Don Cheadle). Of course its all about the usual corrupt cop, who's good, who's bad, but there are perfectly laugh out loud one-liners with the sole goal of taking the mickey out of black people and Dubliners, along with some good old kalashnikoving. If you enjoyed In Bruges, you're bound to howl at this one. Less gore, less eye-candy and less pretty (but this could very well be to do with the setting...) but similar vein of storytelling, which is really not surprising since the creators of both films are brothers, who clearly both think Mr Gleeson is one heck of an Irish hero. And so do I.
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