Monday, 13 June 2011

Breakfast On Pluto

Breakfast On Pluto is a movie, set in the 1970s, that tells the story of Patrick: a young travestite living in a small village in Ireland. As a baby, he was abandoned by his mother, who moved to London to start a new life over there. Father Liam, the village's pastor, places the baby at a foster mother, but Patrick is not happy in his new family. When he grows up, he starts to dress more and more like a woman and he doesn't want to be called "Patrick" any longer, but "Kitten" or "Paddy" in stead.
In his late teens, Kitten gives up his life in Ireland and decides to go to London to find his mother. His two best friends, of which one, Irwin, has recently become a member of the IRA and his girlfriend, Chris, stay in Ireland.


Kitten decides to hitchhike to London and ends up with an Indian Band on tour. The singer, Billy Hatchet and Kitten seem to fall in love with eachother, but neither the other band members, nor the audience approve this. Eventually, Kitten is installed in a trailer that belongs to Billy's mother and thinks it's wonderful, until he finds weapons that belong to the IRA in there.
Afterwards, Kitten returns to London in the hope he'll find his mother and a lot happens during his trip. He becomes the muse of a magician, a prostitute and gets accused of being a part of the IRA.

Cillian Murphy as Kitten

This movie is a real comedy drama. Kitten's life is not exactly a great and happy one, but you can't keep yourself from smiling and laughing when you see all his adventures. The film is very synoptic and is divided into chapters; just like a book.
I watched it during the night (it was broadcast on TV from 0.10AM to 2.17AM), but it didn't bore me at all and I had no hard time staying awake while watching.
The groovy 1970s vibe is wonderful and, even though the movie gets somewhat surreal at times, it seems very realistic.

I loved it and even though this movie isn't very well-known to a large audience, I certainly recommend it to everyone, especially those who like the 70s.

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