Brendan Gleeson is fantastic as a Catholic priest who is told he's going to be murdered in a week during a confession. His performance is filled with depth that portrays anguish, love, contempt and buried anger that is ever so subtle. He's surrounded by a flock of villagers that wouldn't be out of place in a town like Twin Peaks, where they all have unsettling quirks and nasty secrets. The story unfolds like a stageplay with gnashing teeth, beautifully written dialogue and a cast of characters one could only dream of. Let's not forget the wonderful photography which plays a part all it's own and Patrick Cassidy's heartbreaking score which forced a lump in my throat through the opening credits.
It tells a story that is deceivingly abstract that simply lets us know there's still good in this world using the most cynical, frightening and depressing ways possible.
5 paintings to piss on out of 5
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