Phillip and I watched Breakfast on Pluto last night. It arrived from Netflix at least a week ago, and had been sitting next to the DVD player, unwatched until last night.
“How did I ever hear about the movie?” Phillip asked, as the movie began.
“I don’t know,” I replied, “It’s been on the whiteboard for years.”
“At least five years,” replied Phillip.
Breakfast on Pluto is a terrific film from 2005. I don’t know how I’d never hear of it. It’s the story of a woman (played by Cillian Murphy), born into the wrong gender, in Ireland. As a baby, she’d been left on the doorstep of the town priest (played by Liam Neeson). The majority of the film takes place in the 1970s, as the woman, Patrick “Patricia” “Kitten” Braden, moves to London, looking for her mother.
The story is set against the Irish/English conflict. While Kitten searches London for her mother, and for love, she is often met with violence – for being transgender, and for being Irish. The film is sometimes funny and sometimes horrific, and always wonderful.
The film has a great soundtrack, too – full of cheesy hits from the 70s, like “Me & Mrs. Jones”, “Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep”, and Bobby Goldsboro’s “Honey”.
It has great acting, a great supporting cast, and a well-told story. I highly recommend Breakfast on Pluto.