Starring: Cate Blanchett, Ciaran
Hinds and Gerard McSorley
Directed by: Joel Schumacher
Guerin is a heart-breaker
not just the true story about
the woman who gave her life to save others (in a round about
way) but because the film hardly does her justice. Even
Cate Blanchett who's high on the list of fave chickbabe actors
frankly is too aloof to adore as the real-life
Veronica Guerin - the slaughtered journalist whose murder got
a dozen bills passed protecting children from drug lords.
Ireland's tougher neighborhood is riddled with children
using drugs. Expose writer Veronica Guerin, who is known in
the; land as a women unafraid to discover the truth - and print
it - decides to investigate the whole despicable lot behind
not very bright - in the sense of "subtle" jouranlism.
She's openly meddling and poking in the seediest of conspiracies
and that's never good. Almost immediately her informer (Ciaran
Hinds) feeds her to the tippity-top head honcho John Gilligan
(Gerard McSorley). And this Gilligan and Skipper's little buddy-
he's a vicous killer who wants her dead.
To get an insight into this woman's drive the filmmakers include
a scene that shows not only how defiant (to a fault) the gal
was, but how naïve she could be. In an act of pure madness,
Verinica shows up at the kingpin Gilligan's estate to question
him - at his front door, "How do you do!"
beats her up - literally. Pummels her like a boxer's bag in
a sweaty gym. It's horrific - and TRUE.
even after her pretty face is pulverized and she's shot in the
this chick keeps going. There's hints that she also
thrived on the spotlight an enjoyed the fame her notorious story
was bringing to her
family watches as things start to get very scary. They plead
for her to let it go before
film misses completely. Poor Cate Blanchett zippety-do-das across
the screen to the point where we are catcalling at the journalist
to wise-up already. Certainly the woman was smarter then this
and if not- they should have let her have it for her contributions
to the people.
have a cameo of the "It" bad boy manlyberry studmuffin
Colin Farrell. He shows up in his element, and one almost wonders
(for an instant) if they just happened upon him and filmed
end has the worst sappy funeral scene in the history of film
accompanied by what can only be called a child with a bagpipe
styled voice that'll have you screaming for mercy within three
on the lot for creating this mish mosh of an Irish hero. Skip
recommendation: Irish soda bread bangers and mash
with a pint of Guinness.