Dancing At Lughnasa

Pat O'Connor's adaptation of Brian Friel's acclaimed play settles comfortably into a stagebound iteration of the original's programmatic bromides. Father Jack (a genuinely touching Michael Gambon), the priest in question, returns from Africa to his tiny Donegal village to be greeted by his doting five sisters: flinty schoolmarm Kate (Meryl Streep), long-suffering but gay-hearted Agnes (Bríd Brennan), stolid Maggie (Kathy Burke), "simple" Rose (Sophie Thompson), and the youngest, rebellious Christine (Catherine McCormack), along with her illegitimate son Michael, an adult version of whom provides the bland, retrospective voiceover narrative. Father Jack has been rendered dotty by his encounter with the heart of dimness, and his scandalous incapacity adds one more burden to the teetering Mundy household, whose members are harried by economic hardship and social ostracism. The title refers to the ancient Irish harvest festival (celebrated August 1, in honor of the god Lugh) -- should the girls join in and kick up their heels in the face of their snooty neighbors? Neither the gods nor the God-fearing get a fair shake in this turgid rehash of Olde Soddisms. At the Avon.
-- Peter Keough