Neil Jordan unfortunately fails to impress me in this flick. The promise of a fairytale ending is being interfered by the surprise finale, which once again lacks the spark of early Neil Jordan movies. The only feature of this movie that is worth the star is the impeccaple cinematography. Ireland provides the magical atmosphere that the story needs.
this film would have been a masterpiece but for that final act, which ruins the whole black comic, endearing heartfelt tone it had held up to then. colin farrell and dervla kirwan are superb and the shots are compositional masterpieces. strangely enough christopher doyle ruined the film with his lighting at times, making it impossible to make out what was going on. it could have been perfect, but it was great.
This had all the elements to be an enjoyable picture and even though Jordan's poor script kept getting in the way, one could forgive it and give in the somehow endearing sleaziness of the story. However, the third act exposition was useless and frustrating. I hope someday writers realize their efforts not to alienate most of the audience with an ambiguous ending usually botch the entire thing.
Neil Jordan is a master in being able to describe the emotional depth of the human psychic. Ondine however managed to captivate me also for the beautiful cinematography, the mesmerizing score, the surprisingly depth of Colin Farrel's acting and the beautifully interwoven fairytale.