Blame Dublin. You'd rather do a few lines of coke, but there's a beautiful French woman you can't remember meeting, cops banging on the door asking about a dead woman you don't know, Russian gangsters asking questions you can't answer.
In Rathmines, people left their houses and flats one by one, like a wall of sand beginning to break up with pressure behind it over time. The charity shops were closed for donations so someone had left a box in front of one of them. In an airport this wouldn’t do. No one noticed the hand of a doll sticking out of the side of the box but Denny did. Commuters, gripers, strategists . . . .
`'Dan [...] introduces us to a shocking post-trauma world where everything and nothing makes perfect sense'. In fact, he doesn't like living at all, and he's decided he's going to end his life on his terms. When he tells retired soap-actor Frank about his dark plan, Frank urges him to go out with a bang.
On the eve of August 5th 1958, in Louisburgh, County Mayo, Mary Stenson told her only son that their farm was soon to be lost. If they could not raise £3,000 before 23rd of December, their link with the land would be broken forever.
When Michael Dillon is ordered by the IRA to park his car in the carpark of a Belfast hotel, he is faced with a moral choice which leaves him absolutely nowhere to turn. He knows that he is planting a bomb that would kill and maim dozens of people. But he also knows that if he doesn't, his wife will be killed.
When Michael Dillon is ordered by the IRA to park his car in the carpark of a Belfast hotel, he is faced with a moral choice which leaves him absolutely nowhere to turn. But he also knows that if he doesn't, his wife will be killed. See also: Reading in the Dark by Seamus Deane