Half-decent performances from the four principles can in no way disguise the banality of writer Mark O'Rowe's directorial debut "The Delinquent Season". This tale of a couple of couples having marital problems in contemporary Dublin comes across like a bad play in which one character waits for the other character to finish speaking before they speak, not that what they have to say is worth listening to. O'Rowe isn't a bad writer as his previous work testifies but he has no idea of how to direct actors; he makes what potentially might be an interesting situation dull. Worse, he makes it all so unreal. Never once did I get the feeling I was watching anything but a group of actors going through their paces. I certainly never felt I was watching people with blood in their veins. A definite step backwards for Irish cinema.
Thursday, 10 January 2019
THE DELINQUENT SEASON no stars
Half-decent performances from the four principles can in no way disguise the banality of writer Mark O'Rowe's directorial debut "The Delinquent Season". This tale of a couple of couples having marital problems in contemporary Dublin comes across like a bad play in which one character waits for the other character to finish speaking before they speak, not that what they have to say is worth listening to. O'Rowe isn't a bad writer as his previous work testifies but he has no idea of how to direct actors; he makes what potentially might be an interesting situation dull. Worse, he makes it all so unreal. Never once did I get the feeling I was watching anything but a group of actors going through their paces. I certainly never felt I was watching people with blood in their veins. A definite step backwards for Irish cinema.
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