It would be too dismissive to call The Banshees of Inisherin, writer/director Martin McDonagh’s distilled period piece set on the fictional Irish isle of Inisherin, a simple blend of In Bruges and Waking Ned Devine. I’m sure some might see it that way, but Banshees’ craft registers more strongly
The Banshees of Inisherin: Colin Farrell shines in ‘feckin’ great film’

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Banshees slowly ushers in the island’s other inhabitants including the brilliant Barry Keoghan (The Killing of a Sacred Deer) as the village idiot, but it never loses its focus on Padraic and Colm’s fast-developing feud. About halfway through, despondency begins to creep into the film’s edges, shifting gears from a comedy to something far heavier as it explores how one man’s cynicism can curdle another’s “niceness”.
McDonagh displays a firm command of his craft here, choosing not to lean too hard on the film’s tonal shift. But it’s Farrell who truly makes Banshees sing, delivering McDonagh’s witty dialogue with comical buoyancy and then, later, bringing a quiet sadness to his performance.
At one point Padraic’s sister points out that the book she is reading is a sad story, to which he responds with childlike simplicity, “Perhaps a sad book will make you sad.”
Padraic’s desperate battle to keep hold of his “niceness” (as he puts it) makes this bitter-sweet tale one of the most fulfilling films I’ve seen this year. McDonagh has delivered an utter delight.
5 Stars
Cast: Brendan Gleeson, Colin Farrell, Barry Keoghan
Director: Martin McDonagh
Running time: 114 mins
Rating: M, Offensive language, nudity and content that may disturb.
Verdict: Fiddle-de-dee potatoes, ’tus a feckin’ great film.