Believe me, I went into this one with much more of an open mind than ever before.
I’d seen a few episodes of ‘Mrs Brown’s Boys’ the television series and whilst it wasn’t at all my cup of tea I was prepared to give ‘D’Movie’ the benefit of the doubt.
Alas movie fans, my efforts were in vain because ‘Mrs. Brown’s Boys D’Movie’ is on a whole new level of awfulness that it makes the idea of a nuclear holocaust sound appealing.
I didn’t laugh once throughout the movie and the only time I smiled was when I emerged from the cinema with my sanity barely intact.
Don’t take the fact that I didn’t find the film funny; the cinema was full of people who had gone to see the film by choice and I am assuming many of them were fans of the television series.
Many of these people did laugh, but these moments were few and far between. In fact there was one girl, who was sat beside her partner and she sat texting on her mobile for the entire 94 minutes.
If I am honest, people using their mobile phones during a film is something I absolutely abhor but in the case of ‘Mrs. Brown’s Boys D’Movie’ I really couldn’t blame her.
The plot, (if you can even call it that) sees Mrs. Agnes Brown (Brendan O’Carroll) wake from her slumber and skip out the door to another day of work at her market stall in Moore Street in Dublin.
An unscrupulous Irish politician by the name of P.R. Irwin (Dermot Crowley) and a gang of Russian thugs attempt to intimidate Mrs. Brown into selling her market stall so that a Russian investor can push on with his plans to build a gigantic shopping mall.
If that wasn’t bad enough for poor old Mrs. Brown she receives a letter from the tax office which states she owes almost €4m in unpaid tax.
What follows is without question one of most poorly written, poorly executed and poorly acted films ever to come out of Ireland.
Fans of the television series might not want to admit to it but there is also a subtle nastiness to the Mrs. Brown franchise. It’s characterisation of homosexual men is beyond the stereotype and the less said about the Chinese Mr Wang character the better.
The lack of laughs is one thing but aside from O’Carroll the acting is so unbelievably awful that primary ones taking part in a Nativity Play would stand a better chance of winning an Oscar.
Jennifer Gibney (O’Carroll’s real life wife) plays Mrs. Brown’s eldest daughter, Cathy. Gibney is without question one of the worst Irish actors to have ever found their way on to the big screen and the speech she delivers towards the end about how Dublin is one big happy family is beyond vomit inducing.
Mrs. Brown is taken to court by the state over the unpaid tax bill and during the court case daughter Cathy stands up and begins to pontificate to all and sundry about how Dublin represents everything that’s good about Ireland and that everyone of all colours and creeds get along.
I’ve been to countless bad films during my 32 years on planet earth but in this instance I have never felt so talked down to in all my life.
You know those films that are so bad that they are good? Well, ‘Mrs. Brown’s D’Movie’ isn’t one of them. Instead, try and recall the worst hangover you’ve ever experienced, multiply it by 1000 and you will not even come close to the level of mind numbing banality invoked by this film.
The film is currently enjoy unprecedented success at the box office in England and Ireland but the saying just because millions of flies flock to s**t doesn’t mean it’s tasty comes to mind.
O’Carroll has said that this film is the first in what will be a trilogy. God help the human race!
‘Mrs. Brown’s Boys D’Movie’ is currently screening at Brunswick Moviebowl. For full cinema listings visit www.brunswickmoviebowl.com; follow them on Twitter @MoviebowlDerry or telephone 028 71 371 999.
VERDICT: 1/5 - Irish joker, Brendan O’Carroll has unearthed a whole new level of depressing awfulness with his big screen debut ‘Mrs. Brown’s Boys D’Movie’.
It’s so devoid of comedy value that the UUP’s Michael McGimpsey would get more laughs if he embarked upon a career as a stand up comedian. There’s not one thing to applaud about this film and believe me I have tried. The acting is awful, the plot is wafer thin and the final speech delivered by daughter Cathy (Gibney) made me want to projectile vomit. A right stinker of a movie!