Starring: Brendan Gleeson, Adrian Dunbar, Sean McGinley, Maria Doyle Kennedy, Angeline Ball Directed By: John Boorman Average Rating: Aspect Ratio: 2.35:1 Audience Rating: R (Restricted) Binding: DVD Format: Anamorphic, Black & White, Closed-captioned, Color, Dolby, DVD-Video, Widescreen, NTSC Label: Sony Pictures Number of Items: 1 Picture Format: Anamorphic Widescreen Region Code: 1 Release Date: July 20, 1999 Running Time: 124 minutes Theatrical Release Date: December 18, 1998
Amazon.com: Best known for Deliverance (1972), John Boorman produced what is arguably his greatest film with Point Blank (1967). In that ambiguous gangster flick, set in a pastel L.A. wasteland, Lee Marvin may or may not be a walking dead man, animated by the desire to avenge his fatal betrayal by the woman he loved and his best friend. Many of Boorman's films take the form of quests, fueled by some dream of utopia; on some level, Point Blank is the tragedy of a just man, appalled and ultimately defeated by the complexity of his world's corruption. The General begins with the death of Martin Cahill--celebrated Dublin gangster who stole millions during the 1980s--then literally reverses the approach and assault of his IRA assassin, flashing back in time, back through Cahill's colorful, criminal quest for his kind of ideal community. Boorman says his Cahill is a throwback to those Celtic chieftains of old who ruled by thievery and violence; as an anachronism, this charming, brutal bear of a man (perfectly incarnated by Brendan Gleeson) is undeniably reprehensible, but he stands in deliberate contrast to the institutionalized hypocrisy and corruption of church, state, and IRA alike. Brazenly hanging out in police HQ to establish an alibi; maneuvering gracefully through perfectly choreographed heists; dispensing affection to his wife, and her sister; nailing the hands of a suspected cheat to a pool table; handing out food to women whose husbands are out of work--Gleeson's bluff, often comic gangster is always bigger than life, an eruption of unsocialized energy through the layers-deep sediment of socially acceptable sin. (In real life as in the film, Cahill always hid his face under a sweatshirt hood, or behind his spread fingers--he looks like some mischievous, giant-child.) Shot by the great Seamus Deasey in color, then transferred to black-and-white stock, The General is visually voluptuous, the anatomy of a charismatic monster's soul expressed in lustrous light, silken shades of gray, and ebony shadows. --Kathleen Murphy
Fine, Little-Noticed Gangster Flick "The General,"(1998), a fine, Dublin-set gangster flick based on the life of well-known Irish gangster Martin Cahill, was written by (film script, that is), produced by, and directed by British director John Boorman. It can only be described as latter-day film noir; it was theatrically released in black and white, is shot through with the darkest of humor, and does not end well for its gangster protaganist. It received a Boston Society Film Critics Award upon release.
The movie utilizes the flashback and frame mechanism, so we know its outcome from its beginning. Cahill (superbly played by Brendan Gleeson), goes through the gangster's usual career arc: tough kid from tough project; increasingly successful, big, talk of the town thefts; finally, too high a profile, which is his undoing: he is, increasingly, seen as an enemy by the then very powerful Irish Republican Army.
Gleeson, a talented, flexible, very popular actor, though not a very good-looking one, may never have played lead in any other movie, although he's made many. But he inhabits Cahill, called "The General" by his troops, as if born to play the titular part. He's sure perfect for it physically. He's ably assisted by the also very popular Adrian Dunbar, as his lieutenant, Noel. Sean McGinley does a memorable turn as Gary, one of the regulars. The lucky, or unlucky sisters, depending on how you feel about their situation, who spend their lives mixed up with Cahill, are also young women we've seen before-- Maria Doyle Kennedy and Angeline Ball, who were two of the three girls singing backup in "The Commitments." The American Jon Voigt, who plays Cahill's Javert, Inspector Ned Kenny, manages to do it quite well, and in as thick and incomprehensible a Dublin accent as any of the others. This company achieves some very powerful, profoundly troubling, scenes together.
The compact disc is rather an oddity; you can watch the picture in black and white, or in "desaturated color." If you pick color, you are getting a censored, cleaned-up script. The disc also offers those more legible yellow subtitles, in English. If you were born on this side of the Atlantic, you'd better go for them: that Dublin accent is very very difficult. It is a pity; the movie's flaws militate against its popularity, and it deserves better.
Entertaining This movie will make you laugh and get angry. The antics that Cahill pulls on the Gardai are hilarious. If you like Irish culture then you will get a kick out of this movie. It shows you a glimpse into a poor Irishman's life.
There's a minor section that picks up interest when the IRA whips up a local hate campaign against the `General' and his men, painting them as `anti-social' drug dealers purely because Cahill won't share his loot from a robbery with them, but its temporary resolution is so vaguely shot - something to do with Cahill donning a balaclava and joining the protestors which we're expected to find loveably cheeky - that it's just thrown away. Things are more successful in the last third as the pressure mounts and his army falls apart, but by then it's too late to really care. Adrian Dunbar, Maria Doyle Kennedy and the gorgeous Angeline Ball do good work in adoring supporting roles, but Jon Voight's hammy Garda beat cop seems to be there more for American sales than moral balance, overcompensating for Gleeson's comatose non-involvement in what feels like a total misfire. Come back Zardoz, all is forgiven.
"It's Us Against Them." After seeing The General a second time, I have to say that Brendan Gleeson is one of the finest actors of our day. He impresses time and again be it in Troy, Gangs of New York, or in another Irish classic, The Snapper. What's really surprising here is that Jon Voight is nearly as good as Gleeson. His Irish accent is outstanding. The General has the same film noir feel of an early Guy Ritchie effort, but it is infinitely more complex due to its characterization. Perhaps the tale is historically inaccurate, yet this has to be one of the more seamlessly entertaining plots I've encountered. All of the criminal capers are quite novel, and there's nothing rehashed about its specifics. Cahill's strategies are rather amazing from his way he cements his alibis to his handling of his crew. The political facets are an added pleasure such as the way in which the IRA hangs like a poisonous cloud over all criminal activities in the Dublin underworld. One gradually begins to comprehend that they, just like the protestant paramilitaries, are not much different from their targets. What really makes this a five star affair is the uniqueness of Cahill which makes his life one that you'll not soon forget.
Dublin Criminal Just to clarify a point that irritated me in another review: Martin Cahill was a Dublin, Ireland based criminal and not based in Belfast, Northern Ireland as the reviewer from San Antonio states. Originally released here in Ireland in Black and White to clear up further speculation as to the Director's intention. An enjoyable film about a thoroughly nasty criminal - if the film makes him seem some sort of "Ordinary Decent Criminal" as simple thieves (as opposed to drug dealing criminals) are known here, please find the book "The General" by Paul Williams, from which this film was loosely adapted, to clear up the misconception that he was a sort of Robin Hood character.
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