A few years ago I read Confessions of a Cineplex Heckler by Joe Queenan. An Irish American film critic, he dedicates a whole chapter to 'Oirish fillums', titled 'Blarney Stoned'. The list of offenders is long - he reserves particular ire for Mickey Rourke's Prayer for the Dying, whose proceeds were famously donated to the IRA (twat).
The Departed stars Leonardo Di Caprio & Matt Damon as opposing moles in both the police and the Irish mafia. Matt Damon at one point is spotted watching The Informer, a film Queenan cites as being blarney-rific. In the film Damon is watching as the film ends with the dying informant lying in a church crying out "Frankie your mother forgives me!". Di Caprio's contact in the police force is his boss played by Martin Sheen. His character's name is Queenan.
I hope Queenan himself writes about this movie. It's feckin' brilliant. While I love the original HK flick Infernal Affairs, this flick manages to have Irish characters who don't make me wince. I spotted a genuine Armagh (I think) accent in the mix and even the rapist from Shawshank Redemption acquits himself nicely.
But there's not a spot of blarney. It's not twee - it's filthy. I've never seen a film with so much talk about dicks. Honestly it's ever other word in this movie. Damon even seems to be experiencing some difficulty in the bedroom. It's the Catholic guilt you see ;)
There was one scary moment were Mark Wahlberg had a pair of baggy pants on and it looked like he was going to break out his Funky Bunch moves. And as for the Irish mafia selling microchips to the Chinese..? Booze, diesel, guns and drugs yes, but chips?
An Irish film that doesn't make me wince. It's a first. Of course Scorsese managed it :D