Brunch, coffee and a side of Michael Fassbender in Sligo.Sunday, 12 February 2012
|A still from Shame. His lad is just out of shot.|
Oh, I love Sundays. Love, love, love them.
They begin late. I typically work on Saturdays, so Sunday morning starts my weekend. I topple out of bed, make a coffee and sit with the papers for as long as I can. At some stage, I'll throw a roast in the oven.
But my newer Sunday tradition is fast becoming my favourite. The Model gallery in Sligo show a different film each week, from the Irish Film Institute in Dublin. There are screenings during the week, but for me the one worth going to is on a Sunday. Why? Because it comes with food!
|Courtesy of The Model|
I have to admit, I missed the brunch today, and just went in for Shame. I'd been wanting to catch it for a while, and that's why these screenings are perfect. It takes a little while to get to us, so that film you thought you'd missed is ready for you. There was a shaky start when the programme first started, but it's been on a roll for months, with every week bringing a top class movie well worth watching. Next week is Dreams of a Life, which is another movie I was dying to see, which I didn't think would make it's way over to the Northwest.
But back to Shame. I'm not one of the many girls swooning over Michael Fassbender. I actually think this is the first movie I've seen him in. But I feel that the fact I saw so much of him made up for that.
I genuinely think there's something wrong if a big swinging micky comes onto the big screen and you don't giggle, just a little bit. Come on! It's two foot tall! No one? Really? Fine, then I'll stop.
I'd read so many reviews that prepared me for a dark and twisted tale that I think I was expecting something far worse. It didn't leave me as cold and dead inside as most of the reviewers. And I adored Carey Mulligan, who has the most beautiful body. This was also the first time I've seen her in anything, so now I understand the fuss made about her, too.
There was one scene in particular, a threesome in a brothel, that got me thinking. (It also got my friend puking, but I think that was more down to a bug than the film) Anything looks sad and wrong with music like that in the background. My friend Joely proved that when she combined a photo montage of our graduation with a sad song - it instantly looked like we'd all perished in a hideous accident soon after. They should recut the threesome with the Benny Hill music in the background. Then it wouldn't be so bad.
What I did object to was his foray into the underground gay club for a little bit of man love. This was his 'ultimate low' - God, he's having sex with a MAN, how hideous, how low can he go, God, this really is rock bottom. Really? I mean, can't we just watch him with another man? With maybe the Benny Hill music to keep the mood nice and light? Or Boyz 2 Men?
I'm going to get to work. My director's cut is going to rock your world.
Incidentally, I saw Michael Fassbender in the flesh, a few weeks ago in London. I was at the BFI for an aerial show, and he was there for the Critic's Awards. I should point out that he was on the red carpet and I was walking past. We didn't bump into each other by the toilets.
Either way - good film, good brunch. There's no better way to spend a Sunday afternoon in Sligo, and it's how I intend to spend many more of mine.
Brunch and a movie at The Model - €15