Anyway, Moran’s 2 points. 1 about bad language: i thought so what? Why mention Leon trotsky? It was pretty mysterious to me as well.
2. the garbage film. i don’t know where John Burke gets this idea that Moran is working class who despises his roots etc. I see nothing of that in the entry. Why does he Burke think that?
It’s only a movie? If someone makes a film about you Burke, or about your family, or about some tragedy in your family, in a way that is easy to identify by all the people who live around you, can they still say it is only a movie? Is there no question of intrusion? Exploitation?
I don’t have any answers but I recognise the question exists. Your writing – which is glib and long-winded, some trick – seeks to say that such a question is not legitimate.

I have no idea what this Shane Moran (almost appropriately named(!)) idiot is on or,
indeed, on about.

I shall make several points.

A) Our friend Moran has recently read an essay by of all people Leon Trotsky ( why ‘of all people’ is not made clear). Our friend Moran seems to forget that Trotsky being a Ukrainian by birth was, no doubt, a devout follower and adherent of Russian Mat. Lenin was another firm adherent of Mat as is shown clearly when he referred to those who opposed the Bolshevik Revolution of 1917 as ‘whores, fuckers and cunts’.
Of course, Moran, will not know what Russian Mat is and we need not give the Moran boy the satisfaction of explaining to him what Russian Mat, indeed, is. We shall leave to the pretentious little upstart the task of discovery what Russian Mat is. It is a sign of Moran’s deep unease and inability to live ‘authentically’ that the Moran boy resorts to this snooty nonsense on Leon Trotsky ( in educated circles simply know as ‘Trotsky’). Essentially, the Moran boy is a pompous, puffed-up little twat who still thinks his dick is just for pissing with. Moran despises his working class roots and origins. Moran believes the use of bad language is the sole reserve of the working class. Moran, because he despises his working class roots, blackens it with his vile slanders. Moran’s father was working class and the Moran boy hated him for it. Imagine the shame and disappointment of the Moran boy’s father when he (the father) realised, in later years, what sort of obnoxious little prattler he had fathered. Moran’s hatred of his own dear father shines through in this vile tirade against his father and against Moran’s own working class origins and, of course, against Mark O’ Halloran.

B) This is my second point of my several points and is no more important than the first point of my several points nor indeed the third, fourth or fifth or indeed sixth (if there is a third, a fourth, a fifth or, indeed, a sixth [point]) of my several points. Nor is it the real reason I am posting this reply.

The Moran boy’s unhealthy fixation on the Mark O’ Halloran whom I do not know nor have I ever met. I am not even vaguely aware of him. I have, of course, never spoken to him and am not his friend. He does not come from any town I have ever been in. Is he a brave lad? I do not know….. What a condescending word to use, by the way!

A lad??!! A lad??!! The Moran boy’s nomenclature is hereby revised. Henceforth old codger will be his designation. What sort of buffoon refers to someone four or even five years older than he as a ‘lad’?! Some sort of sexual deviant, perhaps? Perhaps the Moran boy is speaking to his own father as he execrates Mark O’ Halloran and his talented efforts.

Mark O’ Halloran may have blue eyes. He is gay. Mark O’ Halloran has had ‘a long walk to maturity’. Really?! The Moran old codger is well disposed to Mark O’ Halloran and wnated (sic) him to succeed. How generous of the Moran boy! I am sure Mark O’Halloran is deeply grateful!
On behalf of Mark O’Halloran and with his permission, we thank you!

But wait………….!

The Moran old codger then saw O’Halloran’s film ‘Garage’. The words(?) ‘ficitonal extrapulation’ were mentioned! I think the Moran old codger perhaps means ‘fictional extrapolation’ but let us not despise the Moran old codger in his ‘working class’ illiteracy. The Moran old codger was shocked to the core! How dare a film portray ‘the suffering, the disgrace and pain, of other people (sic), rehash it in a film like that, for the most part playing it for laughs.’
How dare any film maker do such a callous thing!! The Moran old codger was scandalised! The Moran old codger was hurt! His long-ago-thrown-off working class roots and origins came back to haunt him. Memories of his father came flooding back! The Moran old codger tried to curse and damn and fuck Mark O’Halloran for having the audacity…..for having the gall….for having
the impudence to portray these scenes which brought and still bring such horrid memories back to the delicate flower the Moran old codger! Were Alfred Hitchcock to take the Moran old codger’s trembling hand and say those famous words of the great master:

“My dear boy, it’s only a movie.”

I fear even these words could not salve the Moran boy’s shattered pride and arrogance.

” O’ Halloran should be ashamed of himself!” cries the Moran old codger. But now the Moran old codger must be ashamed of himself. But, what exactly has the Moran old codger done? The answer is, of course, nothing, nothing! The Moran old codger has never done anything!

Whereas Mark O’Halloran has most assuredly done something.

All the Moran old codger is fit for is writing his venomous rants against those who would dare to rise above him.

What sense of value has and, indeed, should we put on the Moran old codger and his bilious outpourings? The answer again and again, of course, must be none. So, we can sum up the Moran old codger with the twin negatives:

‘Done nothing’ and ‘Value none’. in short, a complete and utter no no.

In conclusion, the Moran old codger should not vent his vile spleen on Mark O’Halloran who has done more in his short life than the Moran old codger will ever do in his silly little life of sham and pretense. One wonders what rich seam of ‘disgrace/scandal/gossip/misfortune’ the Moran old codger could provide Mark O’ Halloran with for any future film he (Mark) might make.

In true and final conclusion and since advice is something you give and since I should not give the Moran old codger shit I shall simply say this: ” If you don’t like what Mark O’ Halloran portrays in his films, then don’t fucking go to see them.”

Dare I give some advice to Mark ( who, I think, knows the value of advice)?

My advice to Mark O’Halloran is:

Ignore these fucking semi-literate cocksuckers who often take the form of the Moran old codger and his like. Make your films. Enjoy your God given talent!

The Moran old codgers of this world know nothing and can never know anything!

I shall be bold and say they know fuck all!

For every begrudger like the Moran old codger there are thousands who admire you in silence.

Seán de Búrca

Lá de na laethanta agus uair de na huaireanta……. mo phoc ar buile.

Anyway, just visiting. Nice blog…
Hope to see more of you around.
Have a nice day!

in years to come silly..they will be re-writing history..O’Searcaigh’s and their own cloth will be cut to suit, made more palatable..
What of the histories of the boys exploited and abused..what of their already blighted lives? Under Browne’s regime their lives will not even be documented…