Waking Ned Devine
Kirk Jones made his directorial debut with a quaint little film called Waking Ned Devine back in 1998. Since then, Jones went on to direct Nanny McPhee and will direct his third picture in 2009, a comedy-adventure film starring Robert De Niro and Kate Beckinsale entitled Everybody’s Fine. With Waking Ned Devine, known purely as Waking Ned throughout the non-North American world, Jones shows his chops for creating diminutive human comedies.
The fictional village of Tullymore in Ireland is the milieu for this charming story of camaraderie and shenanigans. When word reaches Jackie O’Shea (Ian Bannen) and Michael O’Sullivan (David Kelly) that someone in their miniscule village has won the Irish National Lottery, the cute-but-conniving duo sets out to find the winner with a variety of schemes, including a carefully-prepared chicken dinner. After narrowing down the list of suspects, it is discovered that Ned Devine (Jimmy Keogh) is the winner. One problem: Ned’s dead, baby.
Jackie is convinced in a dream that Ned would want to share the winnings with his friends, so he and Michael construct an intricate and often-hilarious scheme to fool the claim inspector (Adrian Robinson) and collect the money. The inspector indeed presents some minor problems, so Jackie and Michael must convince the entire village to go along with the plan so that the cash can be split between all 52 residents of Tullymore.
Waking Ned Devine is an amiable story and the performances are grand. The movie works because it captures the sense of small village life so truthfully. The local pub serves as the nucleus of activity, with lots of gossip and prying. The pleasant villagers watch out for one another, too, and the sense of community adds a touching element. Naturally, there is the village killjoy, Lizzie Quinn (Eileen Dromey), who wants to make things interesting, but she is dispatched in a way that conjures visions of the most enjoyable dark comedies.
It is the performance of David Kelly, a legend in the UK and an unknown in North America, that really sets things thing on fire. His wrinkly rear serves as side-splitting a co-star as one could wish and his uncanny ability to sensitively play his part in the whole tribulation is catching in its delight. Kelly inhabits Michael with an almost well-mannered humour, never overplaying anything and logically bringing comedy to the role. He is winning and amusing.
Waking Ned Devine serves alongside The Full Monty and Local Hero as one of the strong British Isles small town comedies. The United States seems to have a scarcity of these types of films, choosing instead to focus on broad narratives of city life and dismissing the forgotten characters of the villages in the pockets of the hills as part of the quirkier indie movie crowd. The splendour of Waking Ned Devine is in its refusal to cast its characters as exaggerated hyperboles. Jones, instead, fondly directs his cast with attention to detail and utilizes their strengths.
The main “point” of Waking Ned Devine is fun. When the telephone booth goes flying, it’s fun. When Michael must make his way to a cottage buck-ass naked, it’s fun. Jones’ ability to grant this enjoyment is unimpeachable, as though his only intent in creating roadblocks for his characters is so that he (and the audience, of course) can benefit from watching them conquer. Regardless of his inspiration, Kirk Jones’ Waking Ned Devine is a pleasure.
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