Review of Angela's Ashes (1999) by Amanda G — 22 Aug 2009

Oh, the poor McCourt family, they went through so much, the death of a newborn child, the death of twins, starving, no money for shoes, living in a slum house that floods and there are people shitting outside their front door.

If Jaye P. Morgan had appeared half way in this movie and banged a gong, then, maybe I would have liked it, but I really am sick and tired of Hollywood making these movies. This is a movie that is a collection of cliches from every poor family movie made since The Grapes of Wrath.

I can't really say that I carred for Frank McCourt or his irresponsible, rotten parents or his siblings who come and go so much that they are one-dimensional. Sure, a lot of little children like to get a little dirty, but these kids walk around with dirt on their faces, rags of clothing on their bodies, and oh, they don't got anything to eat, but they are too proud to take handouts and in a scene where Frank should have told his father what for when he finds him drunk in a pub washing away the money for another newborn child that will starve and suffer, I just wonder how much of this shit Frank McCourt made up for the sake of selling books.

If there was every a Pulitzer Prize for the most overrated piece of shit, then McCourt got it. Many people, Irish Catolic or not, suffer while growing up, but I fail to see why I should care about the McCourts.

Their father was a drunk and lazy. They're mum was too dumb to keep her legs crossed. This is nothing more than some two and a half piece of drivel people will force their kids to watch to say, "Look, you should be thankful for what you got.

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