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The Butcher Boy

****

Cinema Releases - February 20, 1998

Rated on a 4-star scale; Ireland/USA; Directed by Neil Jordan; Written by Neil Jordan, Patrick McCabe; based on the novel by McCabe. Starring Eammon Owens, Stephen Rea, Fiona Shaw, Alan Boyle, Aisling O'Sullivan, Sinead O'Connor.


Neil Jordan's "The Butcher Boy" continues a delightful recent trend of films whose meandering structures make them feel like dreams. In the past few months we've had "Titanic", "The Ice Storm", "U-Turn", and now Jordan's film.

Based on the hugely successful novel by Patrick McCabe, which I confess I did not read, the film charters the journey of young Francie Brady(Eammon Owens) from being a boy in 1950s small-town Ireland mucking about with his friend Joe (Alan Boyle), to a mental patient whose acts are notorious in that same town. In that journey, the film manages to deal with a variety of disturbing subjects, making no attempt to hide what it is leading up to, a brutal killing by the open-faced lad. It is not made any less shocking by the massive build-up.

Those subjects start off with Francie's broken home. His mother is a very stressed woman whose excitement at the prospect of a visitor is so great that it develops into a subplot, and whose stress is so great at other times that we can physically feel her strain. A lot of that strain is caused by Francie's father (Stephen Rea), a drunk who very rarely wakes up, but who does a lot of bad things when he does, even though he is not, we later see, a bad person. Francie's mother is sent to a psychiatric hosptial, which he refers to in a running joke as "the garage", because she's going away to get fixed, like a car.

Francie himself is sent away, being dragged by local police to a strict boarding school in which a deranged priest, Father Sullivan (Milo O'Shea), sexually abuses him. When Sullivan is caught and Francie is returned home by the school to avoid word getting out, he becomes uncomfortably used to his father's drunkenness. He also, tragically, grows apart from Joe, and develops poisonous hatred for Mrs. Nugent (Fiona Shaw), the snooty mother of a local nerd. Unable to cope, Francie's flamboyant antics deteriorate into boisterousness, detachment from reality, and, eventually, violence.

Yet this potentially disturbing film is handled as a crazy, unstoppable black comedy. It is as strange, involving and twisted as an epic dream, and , as I said, made like one. The cinematography by Adrian Biddle ("Aliens", "Willow", "1492") is beautiful enough to hold our attention while dark and hypnotic enough to engulf our consciousness. The sound, too, is designed to be loud enough not to be ignored and clear enough to be heard. The editing and direction pace the film at the speed of light, and it feels like a slick version of an experimental movie -- Jordan is throwing enough paint at the screen to drown Godzilla.

Strange, how well this workd. Even in the current sensitive climate, with the Jonesboro killings out of the news for only a few weeks, it is still possible to accept "The Butcher Boy" as twisted fun, and I did. This is a film which grabbed me as soon as the opening credits were finished, and left me gasping.

That could also be said for the unbelievable performance by Eammon Owens, which deserves a thousand awards. He makes Francie a character it is impossible not to like or feel for, even when he says or does the most outrageous and even cruel things. On television, in little clips, he seems more annoying than impressive, but seen in the context of the whole film his work is loud and energetic in a way that carries the picture.

On top of this mad concoction of demented imagery, and the best child performance since Anna Paquin's in "The Piano", we get Sinead O'Connor as the Virgin Mary, mad lines like "When I was a child twenty or thirty or forty years ago...", Francie conversing with his own voice-over, and emotional involvement despite the subject and style. This is one unique way to spend a few hours, and one of Neil Jordan's best films, in a career including "The Crying Game", "Interview With The Vampire", "Mona Lisa" and "Michael Collins".

COPYRIGHT© 1998 Ian Waldron-Mantgani


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