Stella Days

Two stars. This story was a profane look at the Catholic Church. It contained unnecessary language and sexual content, both of which indicate to me a lack of imagination on the part of the writers. There were no virtuous messages gained from this movie. Pictures in the 30s and 40s were able to be captivating without language or sex. Why do modern writers and producers lack the ability to present a story without salacious content. As I was always told, when a person uses vulgarity or obscenity to express themselves, it is an indication that they lack the ability to communicate intelligently.

The priest has no biblical Christian values to share with the audience. Martin Sheen is supposedly a Roman Catholic in real life. He makes the priesthood look like nothing more than a new-age, "god within you" sort of role. He overlooks and actually condones the sexual immorality of a parishioner, and sides with the adulterers as if they are the heroes of the story. The movie uses profanity that I know was not common in the 1950s. Just overall a lackluster, meaningless movie.

I took my Mum to see this film, never imagining I would enjoy it as much as I did.

Martin Sheen is commendable as the world weary Fr. Daniel Barry - a man living with the legacy of a vocation thrust upon him as a young boy by ambitious parents. The film offers a snapshot of life in claustrophobic, rural 1950's Ireland, with overlaying themes of longing, control and unfulfilled desires - set against the backdrop of an oppressive status quo.

Recommended - but don't expect to emerge from the cinema bellowing with laughter.

I came to Stella Days because it was filmed in Fethard, Co Tipperary, Ireland - my Father's birthplace. And because I loved Martin Sheen in The West Wing. In this little film (or fillum as they say in Ireland) Sheen plays a jaded Roman Catholic Priest, perhaps an older version of the Type played by Bing Crosbie back in the day. But this is. Much more serious film than the initial whimsy might suggest, meditating on the struggle between the Church and Ireland's fledging democracy. And perhaps darker still, the manner in which the main character came to be a priest in the first place - as a 12 year old he had no choice when sent to the Seminary.

There is serious stuff here. The film also shows Ireland in the 1950s, a time when my parents were growing up. It is also filmed in Fethard which is where my partner and I watched it for the second time having spent the evening in the wonderful McCarthy's Hotel which features considerably in the proceedings. Maybe I'm slightly biased, but I think this film is a treasure, and would gladly watch over again.

The main character,played by Martin Sheen ,is the most interesting;too bad they focused on his passion for cinema and his will to have a movie theater ,in spite of the well-meanings from his flock .The question of his faith is much more important:when the old lady passes away ,he realizes that she was not a true believer ,and flashbacks about the priest's childhood show that he did not feel a vocation for priesthood (he tells it so:"God never called me" ).It was his mother's dream (and selfishness),not his.

But this side of the priest (which is ,all in all,essential) is too underwritten .The other parts are cardboard ,particularly Stephen Rea's grumpy notable.The young teacher is more endearing but his affair with his (married with a kid) landlady is quite derivative ,even if he compares her to Jane Wyman in " All that heaven allows" -thus we learn that the story takes place after 1955,whereas the hints at Rex Ingram's "four Horsemen of the Apocalypse" and " The prisoner of Zenda" ,could make us believe the action happened much earlier.(though they were remade later)

Besides ,the choice (by chance?) of "from here to eternity" ( 1953) is not what you call a smart one to test the equipment;and it includes the famous scene when Burt Lancaster and Deborah Kerr (mistaken for Liz Taylor!) have an adulterous relationship at that! See it for Martin Sheen's moments of doubt and fear.

Fr Daniel Barry (Martin Sheen) ,a man of the World having served in America and Rome , who has a passion for Cinema , Music and Language is left to languish in a rural community in Co Tipperary in the 1950's. The Bishop is encouraging his Parish Priests to gather funds to build new churches in every Parish. Fr Barry is more inclined to set up a Cinema in the local hall, going so far as plundering the church building fund to do so. The film has a number of different issues going on, such as the Priest's own doubts about his vocation as he was sent by his parents to the priesthood, the rural electrification of Ireland in the 1950's, the effects of the necessary emigration of young Irish men in that era to send money home to families to survive and the power of the Church and the Politicians in the fledgling Irish State. The cast is a strong one. Martin Sheen , as Fr Barry, is resigned to life in the Village, his only beacons of light being the arrival of a young teacher in the village,( well played by Trystran Gravelle, ) full of encouragement and passion, though this falls apart when he indulges in passions of another king with his young landlady (Marcella Plunkett). Tom Hickey shines out as the Bishop with "A countryman's love of concrete", drooling over his church building project, as does Stephen Rea as the rural Politician with a dedicated opposition to "Hollywood Filth". The main fault of the Film is that it takes on a few too many themes at the same time. Despite that, it is still a worthwhile film. It is a valid look at 1950's Ireland, sometimes sentimental and quite often humorous!