I came to Stella Days because it was filmed in Fethard, Co Tipperary, Ireland - my Father's birthplace. And because I loved Martin Sheen in The West Wing. In this little film (or fillum as they say in Ireland) Sheen plays a jaded Roman Catholic Priest, perhaps an older version of the Type played by Bing Crosbie back in the day. But this is. Much more serious film than the initial whimsy might suggest, meditating on the struggle between the Church and Ireland's fledging democracy. And perhaps darker still, the manner in which the main character came to be a priest in the first place - as a 12 year old he had no choice when sent to the Seminary.
There is serious stuff here. The film also shows Ireland in the 1950s, a time when my parents were growing up. It is also filmed in Fethard which is where my partner and I watched it for the second time having spent the evening in the wonderful McCarthy's Hotel which features considerably in the proceedings. Maybe I'm slightly biased, but I think this film is a treasure, and would gladly watch over again.