This is a potentially good movie with some excellent location scenery and some good characterisation that's ruined by it's sentimentality and catholic guilt. It concerns a stranger who arrives in a small town in the West of Ireland and upsets the natural equilibrium of the place by trying to set up a business and renewing an acquaintance with an old flame. As a result terrible things start to happen, though her father-in-law blames the fairies (seriously). The film makes good use of the scenery, to the extent that it seems like the movie's raison d'etre at times, though it looks a bit like a home movie in parts. The acting is good, too, it's just regrettable that it indulges in Irish cliches of the most annoying sort.
