“Fifty Dead Men Walking” Review
NEW YORK — The decibels, energy and overall quality are high in writer-director Kari Skogland’s “Fifty Dead Men Walking,” her supremely well-made, highly stylized, graphic tale of Northern Ireland’s “Troubles” in the late 1980s. Upscale audiences should respond to her film, loosely based on Martin McGartland’s account of his perilous stint as an Irish Republican Army insider spilling beans to the Brits. Also assaulted by visuals as dazzling as they are dizzying and a pounding rock soundtrack, they might additionally wish for a seat belt. At least they get subtitles for the hammering, thickly accented dialogue.
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