Non-vintage year fizzed up by
The loyal Irish cinema-going public deserves better,
I Am Love.
NOT A vintage year by any means, 2010 unfolded almost precisely as our Hollywood overlords dictated. Almost. Reliable tent-pole releases – Sex and the City 2, Iron Man 2 – failed to capitalise on previous successes; the 3D boom peaked then tipped toward inevitable decline; Avatar’s premature reissue prompted an embarrassed shuffling of feet among the kids who jumped the bandwagon six months earlier.
It hardly mattered: movie-going remains a growth sector. Box office takings in the Republic of Ireland continue to resemble the kind of annual tractor production figures an apparatchik might once have handed to Josef Stalin.
We loved the New Wave of Irish Miserablism: take a bow Ivan Kavanagh and