With the name that I have given myself for these threads, I don't suppose too many people here will be sypmpathetic to my point of view. However, here it is: I loathe the film with a passion. If an English director, such as Lean, made a film set in Ireland fully of Oirishmon who sort their problems out by using their fists, then the whole of Ireland would be in an uproar. The film mangages to be both thuggish and sentimental at the same time, rather like the director himself. If you want to see Ford and Wayne at their best -and they were both consumate craftsmen-then you should have watched "Fort Apache" which was on the telly the other night. Now that is a fine film. If you want a good film about Ireland, then watch "Michael Collins."