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Serio-comic ‘Calvary’ is finely played murder mystery

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Brendan Gleeson, left, and Chris O’Dowd in ‘Calvary.’ (Photo courtesy Fox Searchlight)

“Calvary” opens with a bombshell.

“I first tasted semen when I was 7 years old,” is the rather shocking opening line of this fine new film by Irish writer and director John Michael McDonagh, a darkly comic existential murder mystery that delves into the riddles of faith, sexuality, revenge and ultimately forgiveness. It opens today (Friday) at the AFI Silver Theatre in Silver Spring and continues its run at the Angelika Film Center Mosaic and the Landmark E Street and Bethesda Row Cinemas.

The line is spoken to Father James (the magnificent Brendan Gleeson) in the confessional. An unseen male parishioner reveals that he was raped repeatedly by a priest (now dead) when he was a child. He also reveals that he has developed a monstrous plan for vengeance. “I’m going to kill you, Father,” the man announces calmly. “There’s no point in killing a bad priest. I’m going to kill you because you’re innocent.”

He gives Father James until the following Sunday to settle his affairs. In the week he has left, the priest tends to his tattered flock and family while stoically facing escalating acts of resentment and violence against him. The tiny Irish village on the coast of County Sligo is full of hidden secrets and desires and the townspeople slowly turn against Father James despite (or possibly because of) his innate goodness.

The movie is anchored by Gleeson’s powerful performance. The barrel-chested actor (perhaps best known to American audiences as “Mad Dog” Moody in the Harry Potter movies) is a commanding screen presence whether he’s quietly listening to his troubled parishioners or striding across a windy beach. His craggy face is incredibly expressive; his subtle responses to the horrific revelations of child abuse and the terrifying threat against his own life during the opening scene in the confessional are a master class in cinematic acting.

He is given strong back-up from a solid supporting cast, each character providing a fresh set of challenges for the overwhelmed cleric. His troubled daughter Fiona (played by rising British star Kelly Reilly) arrives for a visit with her wrists wrapped in bandages from a botched suicide attempt. (She ruefully observes that she should have sliced down instead of across.)

Her arrival forces the priest to address his conflicting roles as Father and father, especially Fiona’s feelings of abandonment from when Father James entered the priesthood following the death of his wife. As the two slowly explore and tentatively begin to rebuild their relationship, he visits his other parishioners, who are also now suspects in his impending murder.

They include the troubled triangle of Jack, Veronica and Simon. Veronica is the bored unfaithful wife of Jack, the local butcher, played by Chris O’Dowd (known for his breakout role in the comedy “Bridesmaids” and his Tony-nominated performance opposite James Franco in “Of Mice and Men”). Her latest lover is the African mechanic Simon Asamoah. The tangled trio sneer at Father James while still reaching out to him for guidance and attention.

There’s also the decadent banker Michel Fitzgerald, who tries to buy the respect of the priest; cynical surgeon Frank Harte, who debates the existence of God with Father James; lovelorn Milo; and disgruntled pub owner Brendan Lynch, who remembers Father James’ drinking days all too clearly. Finally, there’s Father James’ chilling prison meeting with local serial killer Freddie Joyce (played by Gleeson’s real-life son, Domhnall) who is unrepentant for his brutal crimes.

Father James turns to other authority figures for help with his crisis, but to no avail. He dismisses his fellow priest Father Leary as a man with the soul of an accountant. His oily superior Bishop Montgomery declares that Father James can break the seal of the confessional, but offers no further help. The corrupt Detective Inspector Gerry Stanton rails against the sexual immorality of others, but hides his relationship with rent boy “Good Time Leo,” another victim of clerical abuse who has adopted a Brooklyn accent and other affected mannerisms from American mobster movies.

Finally, Father James befriends two visitors to the village who welcome the kindly advances of the compassionate priest. Teresa Robert is a French woman who meets Father James when he administers last rites to her husband who has been killed in a car crash. She engages the priest in a moving conversation about faith and death. Gerald Ryan (played by American character actor M. Emmet Walsh) is an elderly expatriate American author who worries that he will not finish his final novel before his death.

Despite a few missteps (some awkward shifts in tone and some self-indulgent cinematic tricks), McDonagh deftly weaves these stories together as Father James travels inexorably to his meeting with the man who has threatened to murder him. Each of the characters is part of a complex tapestry that brings together the specific impact of the clerical abuse scandal and the collapse of the Irish economy with the universal themes of forgiveness, mortality, guilt, sexuality and the countless casual cruelties human inflict on each other, consciously and unconsciously. Calvary is a thoughtful and provocative film that tackles challenging issues with compassion and searing wit.

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PHOTOS: Vitamin C at JR.’s

Live drag show follows ‘Drag Race All Stars’ viewing party

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Brooke N Hymen performs at JR.'s at the Vitamin C drag show on Friday. (Washington Blade photo by Landon Shackelford)

JR.’s Bar held a “RuPaul’s Drag Race: All Stars” watch party followed by a live drag show on Friday, July 17. The Vitamin C weekly drag show was hosted by Citrine with performers Brooke N Hyman and Rosie Beret.

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LGBTQ celebration held at convention center

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A scene from the 2026 Rehoboth Beach Pride Festival. (Washington Blade photo by Daniel Truitt)

The 2026 Rehoboth Beach Pride Festival was held at the Rehoboth Beach Convention Center on Saturday, July 18.

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Liza’s book a tale that’s better than most celebrity memoirs

‘Kids, Wait Till You Hear This!’ dishes on marriages, heartbreak

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‘Kids, Wait Till You Hear This! My Memoir’
By Liza Minnelli, as told to Michael Feinstein
c.2026, Grand Central
$36/ 421 pages

Twenty feet In front of you, and you can’t see a thing.

Even the closest faces are in shadow – lit, but not quite enough for you to see for sure what the people there are thinking. Still, you can hear them, their gasps, their laughter, and applause. Such is life, on-stage. Now read “Kids, Wait Till You Hear This! My Memoir” by Liza Minnelli, as told to Michael Feinstein, and read about it beyond the spotlight.

Almost from the moment she was born, Liza Minnelli was famous.

It was inevitable: her mother was Judy Garland. Her father was director Vincente Minnelli. Her godparents were Hollywood glitterati, her neighbors were famous, her playmates would be famous someday, too.

But her life wasn’t all starlight and happiness.

She made her stage debut as a toddler. She became her “mother’s caretaker” at age 13.

At 16, she had a growing career of her own – one that her mother tried to stop. But, she says, “In her own way, Mama was wonderful to me. Try understanding – she was my mother, not a movie star…. I knew her as the person who loved me and always would.”

At 19, Minnelli was working, happy, and madly in love with the man who’d become her first husband, and life was wonderful – until she came home one day to find him in their bed with another man. Before they were divorced, she lost her beloved mother, and became “engaged” to two other men simultaneously, neither of which made it to the altar with her.

She married her second husband, the son of one of her mother’s former co-stars, in 1974 but her love affairs and addictions led to a second divorce.

Her third husband was a stage manager.

She doesn’t have much good to say about her fourth, and last, husband.

Overall, she says, “You gotta play the comedy for all it’s worth and leave ‘em laughing. Even when your heart is breaking.”

Are you expecting bluntness, sass, or attitude here? Good, because that’s what you get inside “Kids, Wait Till You Hear This!” It’s strong on honesty and don’t-give-a-flip. It’s wonderfully edited, so it moves fast. It’s eye-opening and funny and a pleasant surprise for a first, and only (so far), memoir.

Even better, author Liza Minnelli (with best friend, Michael Feinstein) is really quite candid and nicely gossipy, starting from the beginning. There are some Hollywood folks, in fact, who are feeling edgy because of what’s inside this book and the secrets spilled. Minnelli and Feinstein seemed to have fun telling her story, and they comfortably lure readers in.

That’s not to say that it’s all a cabaret. Minnelli tells about her addictions and recoveries, her marriages and why she wed two gay men, and the losses she endured, including miscarriages, deaths, and broken relationships. The bad balances well with the good for a tale that’s several notches above most celebrity memoirs. “Kids, Wait Till You Hear This!” is, in fact, a real joy to read, a genuine bright spot.

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