I think I got hooked when I first watched “The General” with Brendan Gleeson. I wonder if the Irish were the original “black comedians.” After seeing “Billy Elliot”, “In America,” “The Commitments,” and “Waking Ned,” I felt reconnected to my Irish comedic gene…you know, “me funny bone.” I love the dramatic films, too. “Veronica Guerin”, “Michael Collins,” and even “The Crying Game,” are movies I’ve seen at least three times each. But I think that my favorites are still the comedies. I just read about “The Guard” online tonight and I’m waiting impatiently for it to be released to satellite tv so I can see it. In the mean time, I’ll just keep watching my faves without dropping my own f-bombs so my kids don’t ask me if I’m feeling Irish.
I’ve always had a love for Irish actors. Maybe it’s my Irish roots (details of my heritage here.) While the love of my life is the Egyptian man that I married, on screen the likes of Colin Farrell, Ralph Fiennes, Brendan Gleeson, Liam Neeson, Gabriel Byrne, Patrick Dempsey and Colm Meaney grab my attention. I love the coarse language and dry humor and hilarity of such dire situations in comical tones that usually fill Irish movies. “In Bruges” was right up my alley. Where else would you have two stoned Irish hitmen, a Dutch hooker, and a racist American little person getting high in a Belgian hotel room? F-bombs a-plenty.