Not since "The Quiet Man"has there been such Oirish whimsy.

Rating: 1/10 (9 June 2016)

Like an Irish theme pub,full of shillelaghs,four - leaf clover,Guiness and bar staff who insist on making shamrocks on the head of your pint of porter. There is even a man dressed as a leprechaun. Only the Americans could believe that an Ireland like this actually exists. John Ford perpetrated a crime against Irishness with "The Quiet Man" with Sean T'ornton and "God Bless all here" from a brave rebel(or murdering terrorist according to one's point of view) and "P.S.I love you" merely perpetuates the stereotype. Mr G.Butler is the wild Irish Rover in New York who suffers from a fatal brain tumour so swiftly it might almost appear rude. His Coleen is Miss H.Swank in a role Miss J.Roberts must have thanked god she was too old for. Prior to his unfortunate demise he wrote a series of letters to his widow which are delivered throughout the film in some mysterious fashion that is only mysterious if you are under ten years of age in which case let me stop you and warn you that there are one or two rather raunchy scenes your mom and dad might not want you to see. Miss Swank follows these letters to the letter - if you get my drift and ends up in old Oireland having sex with one of her late hubby's best mates.Way to go,eh? It will surprise nobody that this bloke eventually ends up with her(and her mother who is casting covetous looks at his fellow farm worker) so it all ends up happily and predictably. Is it just because I'm a bloke?