there’s a reason reviewers often use the word ‘gritty’ when describing ‘working class’ films. ‘grit’ is a character trait denoting perseverance of the individual through hardship. this film shows how dispossessed people in poverty feel, not just economically, but emotionally too, and yet they sing & crack jokes - a triumph of the human spirit.
there is a scene when Eileen cries I miss my dad mere minutes after getting married. we learn that her father was abusive and violent, showing how complex our feelings can be for those that have failed us.
That's all we need, you singing. As if life isn't purgatory enough without that.
despite frequent acapella overtures and some decent patter, there is a pervasive sadness that lingers throughout; in the pub, in the family home, at the funeral home. a strange clash of major & minor: ghostworthy nostalgia.