Galway Film Fleadh

IT’S Thursday afternoon and Olwen Fouere and Owen Roe have just gotten out of bed. “We were pretending to have sex,” says Fouere, reassuringly emphasising the “pretending”.

POLITICS is rock ’n’ roll for the ugly, and the shucksters, bounders and bumpkins who hang about in Leinster House are a motley crew.

OWEN Roe is one of Irish theatre’s most prized actors.

If I wasn’t an actor, I would love to have been the best saxophonist ever.

Pulitzer Prize- winning play Glengarry Glen Ross’s grasping salesmen are a metaphor of our times, says Padraic Killeen

ST Gall’s and Portlaoise are the only two clubs in contention to retain their provincial titles as the action in this year’s AIB All-Ireland Club Championships gets cranked up a few notches in the coming weeks.

McDermottroe has adapted his own stage play for the screen, with mixed results but with an ultimate plus sign to hang against it, thanks largely to the fine acting of the cast in all the roles.

This is a buddy comedy that fails to be funny or even worth watching.

A film for all of us who work at home, often in housing estates that become deserted wastelands where the other residents have headed off to offices and workplaces to sample human contact.