There is no review for this diary entry. Add a review?
Mildred's stunt is a consequence. She's replying in kind as those around her turn their downward glances of sympathy into silent pity and relief that they aren't in her shoes. But what of the consequences earned by those billboards of remembrance? McDonagh doesn't forget their existence. He doesn't turn this escapade into a cookie-cutter hunt for justice wherein desperate times call for desperate measures. He doesn't assume that the world will hear Mildred's plea and come running to help lift every stone left unturned. No. McDonagh draws the authentic, angry response our world creates every minute of every day. He supplies her allies and enemies and shows that others can hate just as much as she. He provides a damning treatise on twenty-first century rhetoric spewed in blood.