Irish Ashes a.k.a. Angela's Vomit Part 2

The movie start’s out in New York City, and we see young little Frank McCourt with his family in Brooklyn, NY. They had a neighbor who was a small hat, already off to a bad start, laugh out loud, and then they decided to go back to Ireland. You see them on the ship looking back at the Statue of Liberty and they get to Limerick, Ireland. The movie portrays their lives of being poor like peasants, they deal with the father’s alcoholism, poverty, and the dominant force of the Catholic Church. I think early in the movie there is reference to the “miserable Irish Catholic Childhood” by the narrator who is supposed to be Frank McCourt but is some voice actor. The Catholic Church and the Christian Brothers are not portrayed in a flattering light and I am not crying over that because the Catholic Church today is for open borders and Diversity Macht Frei for White Countries. One funny scene in the movie is when Frank McCourt has just had his first communion and he is having his communion breakfast at his grandmother’s house. He gets sick from eating too much and he goes outside and vomits on the ground and the grandmother comes out, and says something to the effect “He’s spit out the body and blood of Jesus Christ” and then she complains “I have God in me Backyard.” Her daughter, Frank’s mother, rolls her eyes. In this movie I also first learned of the St. Vincent de Paul Society. I had no idea this was a real group and afterwards I learned about them. Overall, I was glad I was not an Irishman living in 1930’s Ireland under the government of Éamon de Valera. The movie eventually came to an end, and the best scene in the movie is at the end when he is on the ship called the Irish Oak and he is entering New York Harbor and he see’s the Statue of Liberty. A truly Kosher ending to a movie that probably had invisible small hat hands involved. End of Part 2.