What do we think the chances are that Colin Farrell is going to emerge from his Greasy Decade and become a actor who makes the full use of the talent he clearly possesses? I'm not sure Ondine is going to be the movie that does it:
All of this sensitivity just makes me wish even more that In Bruges, a movie that is just as strange as this trailer suggests, but infinitely more violent, and humane, and concerned with art and with the soul, had gotten the credit it deserves:
Being intensely aware of your feelings doesn't have to mean mopiness and fairytales and sentimentalism. It can also mean a quickening sense of what it's like to be at the wrong end of a barrel of a gun.