** TOP of THE SPOILER-ALERT to YA **
I’ve been having trouble understanding the parables and analogies lately. Despite some beautiful scenery and some great acting, I don’t get why this took the dark turns that it did. An older man named “Colm” who CLEARLY loves and cares about his younger friend and drinkin’ buddy “Padraic” issues a coo-coo-bananas ultimatum based on the premise that all of this drinkin’ and talkin’ has prevented him from spending time making the music he wants to make. Well, shut up and go make music then! Quit being a baby! In a normal, real, non-parabolic setting with proper antibiotics this man would be institutionalized for his mental illness, but because it’s 1920-whatever and because they live in a sad Irish town of 23 people, Colm’s mania gets shrugged off. It’s incredibly sad and I’m not sure what to take away from this. I’m not pickin’ up what they’re puttin’ down. Could somebody call me and explain what it all symbolizes? Otherwise, maybe I’ll just watch
Belfast again.
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