-MONTHLY VHS & DVD REVIEW-
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Studs
cast: Brendan Gleeson, Tomas O'Suilleabhain, Laura McGuirk, David Wilmot, and Eamonn Owens
writer and director: Paul Mercier
90 minutes (15) 2006
widescreen ratio 1.85:1
Metrodome DVD Region 2 retail
RATING:
4/10
reviewed by James A. Stewart
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A hopeless Sunday football team in Ireland is revolutionised by a legendary Irish hatchet
man; dragging them up by the bootstraps using unorthodox methods, such as intentionally
losing to fool the watching scouts. Emmet Rovers go from being perennial losers to cup
finalists in 90 minutes, which is of course the running time of a standard football match.
I am afraid to say that if this was meant it was probably the cleverest point of note about
the movie.
Studs is an Irish Jossie's Giants (a cult kids UK football programme about
a hopeless football team... you get the picture). Unfortunately, throughout the years, despite
football's enduring position as the most popular sport on the planet, there have been very
few great football films. It could be argued that Escape To Victory sets the benchmark,
and against that benchmark Studs falls a long way short. In contrast the number of
great boxing films are too numerous to mention. Perhaps it is the fact that football requires
a team, and thus a spread of characters, that it struggles.
This is apparent in Studs as writer and director Paul Mercier seems intent on spreading the
limelight across every single player in the team, but instead achieves the effect of character
dilution. Only Brendan Gleeson gives a performance that is somewhere above average as the
'Cloughesque' manager of Emmet Rovers. This you would expect from an actor whose CV includes
playing 'Mad-Eye' Moody in the Harry Potter franchise, as well as appearances in
Braveheart, M:I 2, Gangs Of New York, and
28 Days Later,
amongst others.
The film is not without its humorous moments, however, there is far too much reliance on
toilet humour to make it a film one would watch again and again, such as man-in-defensive-wall
being struck in the groin area, or same man in later game being struck in the face. As a
spectacle the film is at best okay, but neither settles on being an overt football comedy,
or covert psychological study of a manager's influence on a team and the individuals within.
The soundtrack is not in keeping with the picture. You would be forgiven for thinking the
film was set in 1980s' inner-city London as ska tracks backed all games. It is hard to fathom
the connection between ska and rural Ireland.
Studs is fashioned from a play, and perhaps therein lies the root of the major flaws.
It is a film that will neither offend nor inspire; the most impressive piece of filming is
how the final game is presented via a captain narrated montage, an innovative way to run
through the cup final goals (sorry, now you know it doesn't finish 0-0).
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