The intriguing, complex movies of the married writer-directors Joe Lawlor and Christine Molloy have always been about imposture, concealment, double lives and alternative existences – particularly in what I think may be their masterpiece, the drama-thriller Rose Plays Julie. Now they have composed this fiercely personal essay movie about themselves and their family histories, loosely structured around the idea of a plane journey between London and Dublin. Lawlor and Molloy are shown separately narrating into microphones, and “interviewing” people filmed in separate locations, a conceit apparently imposed during lockdown.
It is a semi-dramatised reverie and revelation which exposes a painful new insight into their experiences as Irish expatriate artists in the UK; they are considering a return to Ireland now that post-Brexit England seems increasingly reactionary and xenophobic, while also being aware of the reactionary forces at work in Irish politics. They are also aware that their daughter, having been brought up in England, may not wish to join them. Have they also been concealing double lives as Irish people in England?
