With a pinch of Trainspotting irreverence and a dose of Pulp Fiction social satire, debut director John Michael McDonagh cobbles together this lilting black comedy set in the Gaelic region of County Galway. McDonagh also borrows from his filmmaking/playwright brother Martin McDonagh, who directed the rich atmospheric mood piece In Bruges for which Brendan Gleeson shared leading-man honors.
Here Gleeson plays Sergeant Gerry Boyle, a not-so-by-the-book member of the Galway police force. After a carload of drugged-out teenagers fatally loses control of their car, Sergeant Boyle searches one of the victims' pockets to extract a hit of acid
Boyle and his latest recruit, McBride (Rory Keenan), investigate a local murder. The staged homicide appears to be connected to rumors of an upcoming multi-million-dollar drug deal due to take place on a fog-shrouded Galway dock. Some notorious gangsters lurk. The situation must be serious since it calls for the imported assistance of FBI agent Wendell Everett (Don Cheadle). In Everett's presence Boyle comes across as more racially insensitive than racist, but comfortably awkward nonetheless.
The Guard is a wry piece of postmodern cinema that clearly lays out its parameters and stays within them. Characters freely express their prejudices and contempt for outside cultures, and yet it's somehow not offensive because we clearly see where and how they fit as individuals into the paradigm of regional existence in which they wander. Underhanded comic scenes between Gleeson and Cheadle crack with imploding silences as their characters earn each other's trust without resorting to artifice. The Guard isn't as developed as In Bruges, but it's just as nuanced. Grade: B
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