This is intriguingly bad. It's so bad that I was confused for a while trying to identify the genre. An experimental art film? The unnatural, choppy, philosophical dialogue made me wonder. A parody of heartwarming dramedies set in Ireland that are way too idealised and cliched? The leprechauny, shamrocky, Guinessy, oddball charactery onslaught made this a possibility. But no, I think it's actually meant to be just a charming quirky rom-com. It's way too clumsy and bad in many ways…
Some of the flaws annoyed me, but I don't feel strongly enough about this as a film to take a stance (as opposed to the subject matter, which I do feel strongly about). When I read a defense of it I agree and I also agree with most of the roasts. However I would have been well into the biffo defending The Big Short if I'd seen it when it first came out.
I just want to say that the ending worked really well in getting me to feel as I'm sure was intended. Endings can make a film sometimes.
I’m not going to be able to write about this now, because I’m reeling. I know for certain that I’ll watch Carnival of Souls again and again.
So...mind blown partly because I wrote about half of this in a story when I was a teenager and I definitely hadn’t seen this film. Mind also blown because of literally everything else. The worst thing about it is some bad acting but it actually works incredibly well for the film. How can that be?