Guys, it's getting embarrassing now. I mean both I, and every other like minded fan of the TV3 drama Red Rock, have been waiting patiently for the last three or four years for the rest of you to catch up with us and realise how brilliant Ann Skelly is, and yet you're all still dragging your heels. You'll all be kicking yourselves if she reaches Saoirse Ronan levels of stardom.
As an award winning music video director, its unsurprising that McArdle possesses such a strong visual style, with each astonishing, eye-catching image hard for audiences to pin down as real or imaginary. One such scene evokes a kind of Lynchian/Tim Burtonesque summery idyll as a one-piece-wearing Candice settles back into a sun-lounger to the strains of a retro song. When, just a couple of scenes later (which must only be a day or two narrative wise) the action moves to the kind of edgy Halloween party that Nicolas Winding Refn would be proud of, we're left to question just what it was that we had seen earlier, as surely the weather can't have been right for sunbathing? As a result, Kissing Candice is the kind of film that lingers long in the mind's eye.
Granted this arresting visual style may somewhat outweigh the substance of the narrative overall, but I firmly believe that, if this were an American production, it would be feted as an impressive, groundbreaking indie. That it is an Irish film means that it will ultimately be loved by those inquisitive enough to have sought it out and who consider themselves fortunate for doing so.
Believe me, both Skelly and McArdle are ones to watch.