This one may be less appealing but it’s a solid mid-90s film with Liam Neeson in its title role. You can’t go too wrong with that. Michael Collins is another chronicle of some Irish history, more recent and probably more accurate than that of The Secret of Kells, although it came under scrutiny for some of its own liberties. Nevertheless, as 90s historical biopics go, it’s pretty well done, and a bit less of a constant downer than another Irish revolutionary movie, 2008’s Hunger.
Instead of a beautiful man starving himself to death, we have a beautiful man leading the charges and bringing the British Empire to its knees. He does it with the usual blustery speeches and being generally defiant of his superiors, making friends with some of the dudes on the other side, that sort of thing. The film itself is nothing earth-shattering, particularly by today’s cinematic standards, but a decent watch and historically informative regarding Michael Collins and his role in Irish independence. Maybe just fast forward through the scenes with Julia Roberts and her accent.
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