An Cailín Ciúin

Catherine Clinch stars here as Cait, a girl of about ten who is sent to live with an older childless couple in rural Ireland. The biological mother and father are unfit parents with a brood of children living in a filthy and unkempt house.

Mom is expecting another child to add to her flock and the foster couple grow more and more attached to the quiet girl.

Two thirds of the way in, a terrible secret is revealed and it only deepens the attachment of Cait and her guardians.

Most of the film is in Gaelic with a few portions in English. The subtitles work fine but some of those spoken in English were difficult to understand.

The scenery is beautiful and story a tear jerker. The pretty young actress is a scene stealer.

I expect an Oscar nomination for Best Foreign Picture.

Quite simply, the best Irish movie, I've ever seen. Not just Irish language but Irish! Sublime cinematography, direction and acting. Based on Claire Keegan's book Foster, this tells the story of Cait a withdrawn little girl from a poor big rural family who during her mother's latest pregnancy is packed off to live with a older rural couple who are relatives. Catherine Clinch is a revelation as the title character and Carrie Crowleyis her usual reliable self and Andrew Bennett in his role as the taciturn substitute father developing a relationship with Cait who delivers a powerful emotional punch. This movie had me welling up unexpectedly a number of times and there are so many nostalgic moments in relation to late 70s early 80s Ireland in relation to tv, sport and clothes. It is a joyous film that I cannot recommend highly enough it hypnotised me . I'm not staying quiet about this!

Well written, beautifully directed and sensitively performed, this ends up being a deeply moving film. Director Colm Bairéad keeps his nerve as far as pacing is concerned, and as a result I expect there'll be some who find this too slow-moving for their taste. But stay with it. It's worth it.

I've never been the kind of moviegoer who wonders what happens to the characters after the film has ended, but it's difficult not to speculate in that way after The Quiet Girl's extraordinary final moments.

Imagine what you'd do, a young child where there's a few, in a rural Irish setting, father likes drinking and betting, mam's another on the way, so they send you far away, to relations you don't know, you have no say, you have to go.

Occasionally you come across a piece of cinema that leaves you stunned, buckled and undone; when performances and story, within a time and a place, just flow so elegantly and refined, against the most inelegant and unrefined backdrops.

If you have a heart, and a soul, an ounce of empathy, and a pathway from a screen straight to them, then prepare to be walloped by this heartfelt offering from the Emerald Isle.

Don't expect revelations, or furious action, or debauchery and violence. This is a slow burner but I sat rapt from the start til the closing credits.

There is so little dialogue, and yet more said than most films despite the paucity of words. Some of the scenes are like art. You want to stop the film and just look at it. It says so much in one shot or one scene, even if nothing is said.

The main star of the film is Catherine Clinch who has never been on screen before. But the entire film uses her as a foundation and she shoulders it perfectly. She only had to move her head, or her eyes, or close her mouth and instantly you knew what she was feeling.

And that's what the film's about, feeling. I believe the story will resonate with every single person who sees it.

It will also leave you desperate to know more, what happened afterwards, the feeling is in the pit of your stomach as the scene fades and the credits roll.

This film will be in time, a classic.