Riders to the Sea

1937
40min

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Aggiungi una trama nella tua linguaIn this story of Western Ireland, the most famous work of Irelands greatest dramatist John Millington Synge is brought to the screen by Ulster's greatest film director Brian Desmond Hurst. I... Leggi tuttoIn this story of Western Ireland, the most famous work of Irelands greatest dramatist John Millington Synge is brought to the screen by Ulster's greatest film director Brian Desmond Hurst. It tells of a deeply religious people who speak English with all the poetry and strange tur... Leggi tuttoIn this story of Western Ireland, the most famous work of Irelands greatest dramatist John Millington Synge is brought to the screen by Ulster's greatest film director Brian Desmond Hurst. It tells of a deeply religious people who speak English with all the poetry and strange turn of phrase of their Irish mother tongue. The women still keep the custom of keening their... Leggi tutto

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Why Can No One Ask For More?

Sara Allgood, Ria Mooney, and Shelah Richards as the three women who have lost their men in this version of J. M. Synge's one-act play directed by Brian Desmond Hurst.

I don't think Synge could have imagined staging it better; the interiors are in the one-room house, with little besides a cross over the door, a spinning wheel, and a table to lay the corpses on. The exteriors are shot by the sea, with the sun shining brightly and surprisingly low in the sky, the cloud pacing majestically past the shimmering landscape, and only the men in their currachs to challenge G*d's will and stave off the keening of the women. The three women recall the Triple Goddess, which survives in St. Brigid. And the words of the play, with the acceptance of G*d's will, and the doom that is the sea... are they intended to make us meek, or rouse our anger?