Pearse's coarse language at odds with his hat-doffing
The 1916 leader assumed an altogether uglier persona in his rhetoric, writes John-Paul McCarthy
HAVING started the month with two superb documentaries on Sean O Riada and the Philip Sheedy affair, TG4 stumbled last week by rebroadcasting Alan Gilsenan's eccentric tribute to Patrick Pearse.
Pearse's writings are read aloud, accompanied by a soundtrack that fuses Gorecki with Chris de Burgh, as images of space shuttles, bare-breasted women and boxers flash across the screen.
Even though we are a long way from Sean O Mordha's quality work here, O Pheann an Phiarsaigh does bring us back to the very stamp and seal of Pearse's personality -- his prose.