Brooklyn (Cinema City, Norwich with Bob)

It was her face. So steady, miraculously still, constant, honest. Saoirse Ronan played the young Irish woman, who left her small town life, leaving her sister behind to look after her mother, and ventured to America where an Irish priest found her work and lodging in Brooklyn. Maggie Smith played the landlady who controlled the conversation at the dinner table. Saoirse face so beautiful and pure, freckles just beneath the skin. The single tension came when she returned to Ireland for her sisters unexpected death, and had to choose between two geographical lives and two men. She chose America, with her Italian plumber. Teal greens and blues. Yellow dresses, white shoes.
Empathetically adapted by Nick Hornby from Colm Tóibín’s novel. I heard an interview with Colm Toibin on Radio 4, who said he didn’t have Nick Hornby’s email or contact details, but sat and watched the finished film, and felt as if he were just embarking on writing the book. He sang of the depth of Saoirse Ronan’s face. Thanks Bob, for making the the venture to Norwich happen.