Thursday, July 28, 2011

Appearing with glorious color, brightness and color out of jokes, "La Guardia" is a comedy and thriller Irish almost incidental, although most of it is something of a swindle. The tasty meat (and reluctant partners) are Brendan Gleeson and Don Cheadle, two of the best players in use in contemporary English-language cinema. Individually or jointly, may be grounds for a movie. Even when you have self-consciously against each other for maximum uniqueness, as in this case, it is artists who can elaborate a little more of his material.
Aided and abetted by the writer and director John Michael McDonagh, Mr. Gleeson grabs early film and run. The scene opens in a speeding car full of red, ring pump, which runs right past the sergeant. Gerry Boyle (Mr. Gleeson) parked at the roadside quite, peaceful country. The car is going fast enough to remove the trees, but not an inch in the fleshy Boyle, moves in front of totem its apparent sleep disturbed only by the crisis and the explosion of a tremendous shock. He opened his eyes and lazily, like a lizard in the sun drunk, wakes up and goes to the wreckage, after which picks the pockets of a dead man and drops its acid. "I do not think your mommy," punishing his body, "will be very happy with it now."
If you are looking for a little sentimental Irishman, look elsewhere or, indeed, just wait. Alternately charming and charmless, Boyle worked as a representative of the law (specifically a Garda on duty in Gaelic), a part of County Galway who looks like a tourist's dream. Appearances can be deceiving (one of the lessons of the film), although drug trafficking and murder and foul the air and complicate the narrative. Boyle not so much break the law than his own, hiring prostitutes for sport out of school and ignoring the subtleties of routine monitoring. He is an independent self-anointed who loves the sound of bombs dirty words in the morning, afternoon and night, but also takes care of his ailing mother (Fionnula Flanagan).

Along with tickle the ear with their words, long strings of expletives and the syntax unusual, Mr. McDonagh gives a lot to do. Boyle sleeps in a room deep green color, and has a matching robe, and questions suspects in a police room vibrates with Yves Klein blue. The clashes of color - as Boyle insults - shake the film and its system of both. The results are vaguely reminiscent of late 1960, early in the 1970 gangster film, though filtered through Steven Soderbergh as movies (This is a feature of Mr. McDonagh's directorial debut and should stick to his team of "Out of Sight.": The director of photography Larry Smith, production designer John Paul Kelly and costume designer Eimer Ni Mhaoldomhnaigh.)

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