Halo
2019 · 16m
Directed by Michael-David McKernan
Tones: contemplative, melancholic, tender
A lonely Dublin taxi driver spends his nights watching couples live their lives in his backseat. When a kind passenger rides toward a surprise visit that he knows will end in heartbreak, he tries desperately to intervene.
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It's a tender Irishman-watches-strangers premise that could've been maudlin, but McKernan resists the urge to make the taxi driver a savior—instead he's just a witness to other people's inevitable failure, which is somehow more brutal and honest than I expected.
A restrained chamber piece that understands the Dublin taxi as a confessional booth; the film's formal economy and its patient accumulation of overheard intimacies place it squarely in the lineage of Linklater's before trilogy and similar films about proximity without intrusion.
The single recurring choice to keep the camera on McKernan's face—his eyes in the rearview mirror, his hands on the wheel—while we hear the passengers' dialogue transforms what could be voyeurism into something genuinely empathetic; that restraint is everything.