Three Billboards and In Bruges writer-director Martin McDonagh reunites Brendan Gleeson and Colin Farrell in this deliciously melancholy tale set in remotest 1920s Ireland Tragedy and comedy are perfectly paired in this latest jet-black offering, which, like his previous film, is a strong contender for the Oscars’ best picture race
Today, however, is different.
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Depressed by a sense of time slipping away, and determined to do something creative with whatever years he has left, Colm has decided to cut Pádraic out of his life, ridding himself of the “aimless chatting” of “a limited man”.
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“What is he, 12?” scoffs Dominic (Barry Keoghan), a local lad who harbours hopeless dreams of escaping his daddy (a brutish policeman whose hobbies are drinking and masturbation) and taking up with the bookish Siobhán (Kerry Condon).
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Colm is deadly serious and makes a solemn promise, or threat: every time he talks to him, he will cut off one of his own fiddle-playing fingers.
