In Bruges...The Irish hit-men Ken and Ray are sent by the Londoner mobster Harry Waters to the medieval Belgium city of Bruges in Christmas after an awry job in a London church.

It's got: murdered priests, contract killers, drugs, Dutch prostitutes, anarchist little people, skinheads, a movie crew, eye injuries, sexy girls, philosophical mobsters, Canadians - and the charming city of Bruges during Yuletide! What more could you possibly want?
Violent, twisted, brutal - yet hysterically funny and somehow oddly...
endearing.
I'm generally not a fan of crime movies unless they're complex capers like
The Score or
Inside Man. But I really liked this film. I don't know how director Martin McDonagh managed to pull it off, but you come away from this picture liking
every character in the story - with the possible exception of an obnoxious ticket taker and a couple of yuppie tourists.
This film is a contradiction in terms. It's a "feel good movie" about very bad things.
- and -Once
A week in the life of an unnamed Dublin street busker (and vacuum repairman); and an unnamed Czech immigrant (and sometime pianist). One of the few truly
intelligent and believable romance stories - with a very unique ending.
Like Chinatown, the full meaning of the film's title only becomes apparent at the end of the picture.
My GF ordered it on a lark from NetFlix, expecting it to be some lightweight indie "chick flick" we could watch when we weren't up for anything too thought-provoking or heavy.
To our surprise it turned out to be one of the better movies we've seen in the last year.
