Even at a trim hour and a half (with commercials) The Luck of the Irish dragged; it had a few good lunatic moments but way too much basketball (which the main character plays…and plays…and plays). Weirdly, this is the second "leprechaun playing basketball" bit of media I've consumed this month, after reading Leprechauns Don't Play Basketball. I think I've discovered a new subgenre!
There is a nice scene in the movie set at a lavish Irish festival, complete with carnival rides, Irish step dancing and booths selling all sorts of Irish wares. Kyle’s mom, who morphs into a full leprechaun early on, also brings some charm as she cooks disgusting Irish breakfasts and struggles to unbuckle her seatbelt while in miniature form. But the real draw here is the villain, Seamus McTiernan.
Argh! He’s basically Satan if Satan was a basketball-playing leprechaun. Despite the boost of zaniness that Seamus provides everything else about the movie is rather flat: the slow-moving story, the poor acting, and the lack of actual St. Patrick’s Day (it’s never specified when the movie takes place, but the holiday is never mentioned). It was also rather distractingly filmed in Utah, and it shows.
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