I saw Aunt Edith's Wake at the Mercury Cafe in November. It was cramped and cold; I kept my coat on the whole time. The buffet dinner of turkey was pretty good, but I was expecting a sit-down dinner. The acting was okay to lousy. This was a wasted evening, and it was not that funny.
I read "Never Mind the Troubles," Bill Gallo's December 10 review of Waking Ned Devine, on the Internet. The movie is indeed a breath of fresh air. Enough positive things cannot be said about it. As a music educator, I was captivated by the soundtrack, along with the scenery and the outstanding acting.
I hope that the success of this movie wakes up Hollywood to the fact that a great movie can exist without every other word starting with "F," that not everyone on this planet wants to kill someone and do drugs, and that with a little imagination, today's directors could make a decent movie in the way the likes of John Ford used to.
Terry R. Rush
via the Internet
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