This unexpected drama delved into the lives of war children. I couldn’t help but see the parallels with Syria: religious extremism, atrocities, and gangs of opportunists moving in and taking over to rule through terror.
The story rang true and may have been. It was a small story about a much larger tragedy. The best part was the kid. He was good, and I heartily recommend this movie.
The bulk of the film is in black and white and kind of a dull, washed-out greyness. I hoped for a bit more literal contrast, but they opted for an ugly world, generally. Aesthetically, this was a drawback, but the intent is obvious.
The religion made my blood boil, and it was only a minute part of the tale. It’s just such child abuse to grant raving meatballs dominion over kids to brainwash them and terrorize them into compliance and obedience. Clearly child abuse, psychological damage, the results end up on the evening news in place after place.
The Irish can always be counted on to deliver loads of character, charm and wit. We can certainly use more films like this one.