Dark and beautiful by Sayla Davis and Anna Rose Holmer at first God’s creationHere in Cannes Directors Fortnite’s screening, one of the young women waking up in an old Irish fishing village announces that her new baby must learn to swim. The dead man drowned, a professional risk in the waters west of Ireland. Even now that the fishing industry has given way to oyster beds hanging in chest-deep water, farmers wear heavy waders and the worst can happen. The other women were startled. Swimming techniques? The way things are done around here.
Like a gun drawn in the first act of a play, this bit of dist chat is a clear indication of where we are going; Death swirls over every subsequent scene, endlessly like the wind around the single glazing of workers’ cottages. Destiny is the habit of the mind; What can you do? “We are all God’s creation in the dark,” said one woman shamelessly.
Two star performance anchor God’s creation, Given both body and soul in a story that may seem conceivable in less hands. Emily Watson, always extraordinary and never more than here, has played the role of Aileen O’Hara, the steadfast wife, mother and caretaker of the selection line at the local shellfish packing plant; Paul Mescal has played the role of his naughty son. Like many movie aunts before him, Watson’s Eileen is a tower of strength, both physically and mentally, just as efficient as the one working on the oyster bed, arguing on the kitchen table. Her husband Conn (Declan Conlon) settles into a disproportionate middle age, which casts a shadow over the joy she clearly feels when her son Brian suddenly returns to Australia after several years.
Meskal, known to fans of television Ordinary people, Gives Brian O’Hara such a honeyed charm that any disagreement stops him. Why he didn’t write, return or tell anyone where he was is no longer an issue; She hugs her mom on the pub floor or hugs her and Watson’s eyes light up telling us, everything in the world is fine. No one pressures him for the story of his time; This village is what they know or need to know. His mother once asked. “You’d be surprised how little I saw. The best thing in the world is to be here with you, “he replied, hugging her. So with that, come another round and a song.
It is only gradually that we realize that we see him through the eyes of a mother who, like many mothers, has fallen in love with him since the birth of her son. Only then can he realize this for himself, as he finds himself incredibly lying in order to save her. His alibi saves him. She’s not alone – the community wraps their golden boy around as tightly as skin on a wound – but she’s not a woman who lies. He has a policy. Love is not everything; This is probably not the most important thing.
Author Shane Crowley has allowed Fodhala Cronin to open O’Reilly’s story as a series of hints hidden in depth. There are no revelations, revelations or confessions. So we never find out what took Brian to Australia or what brought him back – although we can guess, once we see that Jack-the-Lord Brian has multiple types of weather. The feud between Brian and his father erupts in a pub fight but, far from clearing the air, it makes their relationship even more vague than before, stuck in a past that is probably hardly remembered. The disintegration of this small family on the edge of the earth inexplicably leads to its final work, like a classic tragedy. A calmly melancholy story of humble people, but told with majesty.