marianadietl

The magic of poetry is portrayed in this film. The magic of poetry and the magic of Ireland, which in certain instances can mean the same thing. "The Irish Vampire Goes West" has the feel of an Irish fable. An old-world feel. An old-world feel which is almost old-fashioned in the days of i-Pads and Twitter, but necessary, more necessary than ever. We need the woods and the green marshlands of this film, we need the tombs and the underground chambers, we need the magic of believing that anything is possible, that vampires can show up out of nowhere to transport us to faraway places and suck out the poetry and love from us, only to return us from our journey more invigorated and inspired as ever; we need the innocence and fantasy of feeling that on any dark night a group of merry troubadours may lead us to unforeseen places. The Long sisters –Philomene and Pegarty- give an enchanting performance as Mara and Manananaan, supported by a spectacular background -Ireland, no less- lovely music and quirky well-written prose. All in all I found this film captivating, a metaphor representing the fleeting inspiration of poetry.