Cherrybomb

Cherry Bomb is one of those films which I have been trying to watch for a ridiculous amount of time, mostly because it stars Rupert Grint and Robert Sheehan. In fact I think the only interest most people of the female persuasion even had in the film, was to see what Ron Weasley would be like when swear words, an Irish accent and partial nudity were thrown into the equation. The answer? Average at best. His Irish accent was less reliable than a [insert Harry Potter spell here because I can't think of one...] though his ginger hair and alabaster skin for whatever reason are enough probably to keep most girls interested for at least half the film. Robert Sheehan on the other hand is far more capable - granted he plays a role pretty much bang in the middle of the two roles he is most admired for here in Britain: BJ in Red Riding and Nathan in Misfits, so the role wasn't exactly a huge challenge, but he still possesses more talent and charisma in his little finger than poor Weasley could dream of. At the moment at least. As for the other two leads, Kimberley Nixon (you might know her from such hits as Angus Thongs and Perfect Snogging and er Wild Child) is confusingly plain for such a commotion to be made over her, and James Nesbitt is potentially the least effective "bad father" I've ever seen. All in all, the film was about as believable as an episode of Skins, and less emotionally engaging, if at all possible. Still, I'm glad I got to see Weasley like this.