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THE Irish language is often relegated to the past — a relic of rural idylls or historical dramas. Kneecap, directed by Rich Peppiatt, smashes this notion with all the subtlety of a sledgehammer, delivering a brash, hilarious and poignant quasi-biopic of Belfast’s working-class Irish-language left-wing rap trio, Kneecap.
Mo Chara (Liam Og O Hannaidh), Moglai Bap (Naoise O Caireallain), and DJ Provai (JJ O Dochartaigh) star as fictionalised versions of themselves, portraying their riotous rise in a city grappling with its post-Troubles identity.
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