Men and Beauty

By Prof. Adrian Frazier Pat Sheeran was a writer, filmmaker, and teacher at the National University of Ireland, Galway.  In September 2001 he died of a heart attack.  Four years earlier, not long after I arrived in Galway on a research fellowship, I found out what his other friends already knew.  He had a wild genius for sincerity.  (Indeed, as Kevin Barry remarked after his passing, Pat was so “boyishly sincere” he was sometimes baffled by university bureaucracy and its forms of politesse; “he had no other way than sincerity; he flew in under your radar.” )

The evening began in this way: Pat Sheeran caught me by the arm in the crowds on Shop Street in Galway, and pulled me into a pub.  The drinks were not yet drawn when he said that he was shattered; his mother had died.  He had come into money and wanted to spend it as fast as possible.  We should go eat the most expensive meal it was possible to eat in Galway, and drink until everything that had recently passed had been forgotten.  Was I game?

I was game.  As the waiter landed in front of us two saucers with a dozen oysters each, he told me about the film, “The Fifth Province.”  It was set in a place both within and supplementary to the FourProvinces of Ireland, a place in which the impossible always happens.  Pat Sheeran explained that through transcendental meditation he had learned to travel to this other province, striding out of his body while his body slept.  There was such a gleam in his eye as Yeats possibly had when he spoke of talking with the dead.

–So where do you go when you have these out-of-the-body experiences—rooms where ladies are lonely?  But then you would wish you’d brought your body with you, wouldn’t you?More…

Jason and the Argonauts 

Jason and the Argonauts  

By  Stella  GODMET

Once the audience is seated, the house lights switched off, our attention is drawn to a cart, set in the center of the stage where it bathes in a halo of warm gold light. A couple of minutes tick by before an actor finally makes his way to the stage and a journey begins. More…


The Abbey Theatre’s The Picture of Dorian Gray

The Abbey Theatre’s The Picture of Dorian Gray-

By Drew Dunlap

“All art is quite useless.”

Quite a start to a play adapted from a book about a portrait. Of course, this is a well-known quote from Oscar Wilde, and not the first to be heard in The Abbey’s The Picture of Dorian Gray. It drips with Wilde and his genius, and that’s how any production from his work should be. More…

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