We need more directors willing to take risks with films like Get Out.
The teenage boy's name is Danny (Matt Keeslar), and he lives at home with his father (Albert Finney), the local policeman. Life moves slowly in their rural district - so slowly that his father actually prays for "one good murder - that's all I ask." Things look up when a corpse is found by a road, but it turns out to belong to a drunk, decapitated by a hedge trimming machine. Bad luck.
One day, Danny gets a glimpse of a red-haired girl named Annagh (Victoria Smurfit), and falls instantly in love. He even gets involved in a foolhardy bungee jumping stunt just to impress her, and before long, they've met and fallen in love. This is the first time Danny has experienced true love, and his knowledge of sex is limited.
He's coached by his best pal, Prunty (Anthony Brophy). The relationship between Danny and Annagh is as idealistic and innocent, in its way, as the love story in the wonderful Irish film "Circle of Friends," although the characters are a good deal simpler.
The father, alas, is not. As written by Shane Connaughton and played by Finney, he seems made out of two different versions of the same character. At times, he comes across as a hard-drinking bully, mean-spirited and closed-minded. At other times, he relaxes into the role of a sunny philosopher. We never know where we stand with him, and I'm not sure that's the film's intention.