Synopsis
He didn’t get mad… He got even.
When a small Irish town is terrorized by a corrupt business syndicate, a lone hero wages an all out war.
When a small Irish town is terrorized by a corrupt business syndicate, a lone hero wages an all out war.
Pierce Brosnan Ray McAnally Alison Doody Jeremy Child Dearbhla Molloy Jim Bartley Alan Stanford Gerard McSorley Patrick Bergin Britta Smith Jonathan Ryan Liz Lloyd Ronan Wilmot Liam O'Callaghan Frank Kelly Catherine Byrne Sarah Carroll Connor Tallon Sean Lawlor Patrick David Nolan Margaret Fegan Stephen Ryan Pádraig Lynch Andrew Roddy Aiden Grennell Clive Geraghty Alec Doran Dermot Morgan Robert Carrickford Show All…
Нет выбора, Ein Mann wie Taffin, Taffin - Piszkos munka, 绝不让步, 영웅
Then MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T BE LIVING HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nobody told me there's an Irish backwater ROAD HOUSE starring a mulleted thirst-trap Pierce Brosnan sporting a popped denim collar, but there is, and it's this.
"Be cool, Charlotte. Be cool."
From a purely technical, "serious reviewer" perspective, Taffin doesn't deserve four stars. It barely deserves three. The direction by Francis Megahy is very basic, with some of the film editing and sound editing being particularly shoddy. You occasionally feel like you're watching a TV production. But as a viewing experience, rating purely based on individual enjoyment? Of course Taffin gets four stars. And at least one of those is for Alison Doody.
Underneath the inherent silliness of Taffin, you can almost detect the potential for a more serious character piece. Our hero fights the evil capitalists attempting to exploit the town's resources, only to be shunned by the very peers that exploited him. Screwed over…
A friend of mine summed up Taffin rather perfectly: if Alan Partridge made an action-thriller, this would be the result. It's so bland. Its premise and conflict so basic and totally undeserving of the grandeur it's given. Everything is bleak. Day time strip clubs (with Father Ted hosting). The holy sports field. A man being bullied and pissed on. Pierce Brosnan is wonderfully unconvincing. Flatly, smugly delivering lines and occasionally screaming uncontrollably. His character, the grimly named Mark Taffin, is so sad and full of contradictions. He claims using your brain is more important than your fists, which essentially just means he frames people for sexual assault. And anyway, he murders people willy nilly so who cares. This might sound like a negative review, but I loved this for its blandness. It's an action film for all the councilman dads out there.
Late eighties crime thriller with Pierce Brosnan as the titular debt collector in a small Irish town. The locals need his help with some unscrupulous, corrupt developers who want to build a chemical factory on the edge of town.
Brosnan certainly looks the part as the tough-guy hero with rugged good looks but smooth at the same time. Pity he couldn't act the part.
And for an Irishman he seems to have a great deal of difficulty with an Irish accent.
Despite Adam & Joe's best attempts to completely discredit this eighties Irish crime drama, the actual product is no different or bizarre than countless other films of the type from the period.
The fault has to lie with Brosnan, who clearly revels in interpreting certain moments of high drama in a particularly indulgent fashion. There is a Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves Accidental Partridge clip www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjiMuPOcf2o that perfectly showcases Brosnan's problems with restraint and lack of self-awareness. It's almost as though having managed to secure the lead in a majot US series with nothing behind him he has had to real training to support the work that lay ahead.
Spotting the various Irish acting alumni in Taffin is diverting although Dermot…
I’m not the first person to describe this film as “Road House in Ireland” but that describes Taffin to a T. Really it’s impossible to not compare the two; both similarly silly films about a low-stakes conflict being taken deadly seriously and a wildly implausible occupation for the protagonist (just how much debt collecting needs to be done in this small Irish town?). The protagonists are frightfully similar: both own a cool car, are surprising well-read, know martial arts, live in a loft…
I came here mostly for the infamous scene where Brosnan screams a line for no reason(and the dance remix), and it was glorious. The rest of the film was enjoyable as well; Brosnan and his chest hair…
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Taffin fängt stark an, mit einem taffen (höhö) Brosnan, der ordentlich austeilt und sexy Alison Doody vernascht. Aber spätestens nach ner halben Stunde sinkt der auf das Niveau öffentlich-rechtlichen Vorabendprogramms und verendet elendig vor sich hin.
Kein Anflug von Action mehr, nur noch Gelaber. Brosnan muss sich sogar verkloppen lassen, ohne hinterher die Prügel n'ausschmeißen zu dürfen. Kannste dir echt nicht ausdenken.
Ein Stern also für Brosnan und Doody. Aber mehr ist hier nicht drin...
Taffin is a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma, under an oversized leather coat, or sometimes a denim jacket and a sports coat worn over that. He's a debt collector who reads books moments before he unleashes menace. He blows up a toilet in a convoluted way. He speaks about the mind being more powerful than the fist. He loves to have bar fights. His office is missing walls and windows which is highly impractical for Irish winters. He spent time at a seminary. He frames a bad guy with a sexual assault charge. He saves a sports field from being demolished but is reluctant to stop an evil chemical plant from being built. His brother is the…
Get Carter, re-imagined by Garth Marenghi.
Small Irish seaside village ROADHOUSE. A touch slow to ramp up but finds its footing more in the last 40 mins.
Pierce Brosnan is Mark Taffin, former seminarian turned small-town troubleshooter, seeking the truths of life as he takes care of those problems the townspeople are incapable, or unwilling, to handle themselves. When the tiny local sports field is threatened, a... conspiracy (of sorts) unfolds, forcing Taffin to face a threat bigger than the whole town.
Ok, it's really like three thugs and a couple of greedy executives who pop in from time to time. But this town is completely powerless to deal with them.
This movie starts out as fine enough HBO fodder, with a decent little plot and Brosnan working ok as the philosopher fixer. Things escalate neatly, though it feels like it should focus more on the behind-the-scenes…