McCabe (Winterwood
) delivers a claustrophobic indictment of failed peace and love, as seen through the eyes of a nut job Irish baby boomer. C.J. “Pops” McCool, the illegitimate son of a wealthy, married housewife, is raised by a surrogate mother in the “Nook,” a plot of land buried deep within his birth mother’s estate. However, when candy-striped blazers and the Kinks enter his world, McCool dives headlong into the swinging lifestyle, developing an unhealthy attachment to a Nigerian teenager and dating an older woman. As McCool’s cultural obsessions grow out of control, he acts on a taboo impulse and starts a chain of events that leads to his institutionalization. Nearly 40 years later, living with a doting wife, McCool attempts to reconcile his youth with his supposedly cured present state. At turns irate, mystified and nostalgic, McCool’s reminiscences stand as a haunting rejoinder to his youth’s groovy promise. McCabe’s dynamic and flawed antihero is a creepy delight, the perfect guide to some very dark material. (Jan.)
