Here is a frantically overdone movie that’s in every single place. The script feels weirdly undeveloped, as if it may well’t work out which of two completely different sorts of movie it desires to be: gonzo violent black comedy or big-hearted romp about hairdressers saving their neighborhood from builders.
The setting is the fictional north Dublin district of Piglinstown. It’s a bit tough, however native companies are the beating coronary heart of the neighbourhood, together with the Lethal Cuts hair salon, run by the fearless Michelle (Angeline Ball). Like everybody else, she is bullied by odious gangster Deano (Ian Lloyd Anderson) demanding ruinous safety cash or the place will get smashed up. When this horrible particular person swaggers into the salon one afternoon, a chaotic confrontation results in violence after which a weird Ortonesque plan to get rid of the physique in a handy incinerator. Then the hairdressers use Deano’s cellphone to textual content all the opposite gangsters to go away the realm alone. (There are apparently no worries about mopping up the blood.)
From this level – apart from a go to from a hilariously daft police officer – the movie switches to a unique mode, the rather more softcore, kids-TV-type theme of Lethal Cuts sweetly getting into a televised hairdressing competitors, which if it gained would show it to be a viable enterprise and so stave off a gentrifying redevelopment, masterminded by grasping native politician Darren Flynn (Aidan McArdle). For the remainder of the film, that’s the story, with Father Ted’s Pauline McLynn somewhat wasted within the function of a waspish choose. We change again to violence on the finish, however just like the movie, sadly, it’s extra foolish than humorous.