You Haven't Seen That Yet? - The Quiet Man

Plot: Irish-American boxer, Sean Thornton, recovering from the trauma of having accidentally killed a man in the ring, arrives in the Irish village where he was born. Hoping to bury his past and settle down to a life of tranquility, Thornton has purchased the home of his birth from a wealthy local widow, a transaction that has incurred the wrath of the pugnacious squire, Victor McLaglen, who coveted the property for himself. Thornton falls in love with McLaglen's beautiful, high-spirited sister Mary Kate. Her insistence that Thornton conduct his courtship in a proper Irish manner... is but one obstacle to their future happiness: the other is McLaglen, who spitefully refuses to give his consent to his sister's marriage, or to honor the tradition of paying a dowry to Thornton. Sean could care less about dowries, but the tradition-bound Mary Kate refuses to consummate her marriage until McLaglen pays up, or Sean fights for her - something he is loathe to do. (via.)



Nicole's Rating: A

Why She's Appalled Matt Hasn't Seen It: The Quiet Man is a gorgeous Irish American classic starring the most amazing and most compatible John Wayne and Maureen O'Hara. He's an American boxing lad returning to his childhood land, and she's a fiery Irish lass who takes no crap from anyone: not from her brother who refuses to give her her own dowry, nor her husband who refuses to fight for it. She's a sassy little broad.

I watch this movie about once a year, around St. Patty's Day with a pint or a shot'o'whiskey. It's hilarious and beautiful.


Matt's Rating: C

Matt's Review:  I know, I know. Irish American classic, great chemistry, fantastic romance. Whatever. I don't know why but I never got emotionally invested in the film. I liked John Wayne's character but she was kind of meh. It's beautifully shot and the moment where he whips her back into the cabin as wind swirls around her is perfect but nothing else about this thing sticks in my head. I think I liked the Irish townsfolk better then anything else. WAIT! Something else does stick in my head. Him dragging her across the Irish landscape for what felt like 3 fucking hours!!!! If that's Irish romance then I don't want to be Irish anymore. Except for Guinness. Mmmmmmmm Guinness.