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Belfast Maritime Festival 2025

Belfast Maritime Festival Brings Crowds Despite Torrential Rain

The Belfast Maritime Festival 2025 returned to the city’s quaysides last weekend, drawing thousands of visitors to celebrate the city’s seafaring heritage — despite heavy rain that persisted throughout Sunday afternoon.

The three-day event, which ran from Friday, 12 September, to Sunday, 14 September, featured a few tall ships, naval vessels (including the Irish Lights vessel ILV Granuaile), Belfast Maritime Festival 2025live music, food stalls, and family entertainment across Queen’s Quay and Sailortown. Organisers reported strong attendance across the weekend, with Saturday’s clearer skies drawing the biggest crowds.

By contrast, Sunday was very wet indeed. I visited in the afternoon, and the rain was relentless — at times a mist, and at other times a sharp downpour that soaked through coats and shoes. The quayside was slick with water, umbrellas jostled in the crowd, and yet the festival pressed on with good humour. Families pushed prams wrapped in rain covers, children splashed through puddles, and food stalls sent up steam and savoury smells that carried on the damp air.

There was still plenty to see: open-deck tours of the visiting tall ships, live traditional music that lifted spirits in the rain, and exhibitions marking the 120th anniversary of Belfast’s shipbuilding story. One highlight was the sight of naval vessels moored alongside the quayside, their crews welcoming visitors despite the weather.

Speaking to attendees, the mood was stoic but cheerful. “It wouldn’t be Belfast without the rain,” one visitor said. Another described the festival as “wet, but wonderful,” summing up the mix of soggy clothes and resilient enjoyment.

Organisers declared the event a success. A spokesperson said: “We are delighted to see so many people braving the elements to celebrate Belfast’s maritime story. The rain didn’t dampen the spirit — in fact, it added to the atmosphere.”

The Belfast Maritime Festival has become a fixture in the city’s cultural calendar, and plans are already underway for its 2026 return.

 

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Boys Grammar [2005] – Movie Review

 

Boys Grammar – A Harrowing Short Film

Boys GrammarBoys Grammar is a short film that lingers with you long after the screen fades. Directed by Dean Francis and written by Rozlyn Clayton-Vincent, the 2005 award-winning piece pulls no punches in its portrayal of bullying, toxic masculinity, and the silence of institutions that should protect the vulnerable.

The story follows Gareth – or Gary – a student at a prestigious boys’ school. When a magazine with nude male images is found in his possession, he insists it is for art, saying simply, “I like the human form.” But his classmates seize on it as proof of something else, and in moments he is branded a “faggot” and subjected to escalating abuse. What begins with taunts quickly spirals into physical and sexual assault, shot with such raw intensity that it feels less like schoolyard cruelty and more like a descent into horror.

The film’s most chilling turn comes afterwards, not in the violence itself but in its aftermath. Gareth comes home late to a family dinner, only to discover one of his tormentors – Nick – sitting comfortably at the table as a guest. Gareth, still shaken and desperate to leave school, finds no comfort in his father. Mr. Jaeger dismisses his son’s pleas, insisting that these ordeals are part of growing up – “a rite of passage” that will harden him into a man.

The dinner scene is unbearable to watch for its quiet betrayal. While Gareth sits in silence, his father and his abuser bond over the philosophy that “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.” The cruelty is not in the words themselves, but in their weight: Gareth’s pain is ignored, his voice erased, while his abuser is validated. When his father offers him a cigar as a token of manhood, it becomes clear that violence has not only been excused but sanctified, passed down as tradition.

Boys Grammar is not an easy film to watch. Its power lies in exposing how cruelty is normalised – at school, at home, in the very structures meant to nurture. The violence in the playground is shocking, but the quiet violence at the dinner table cuts even deeper. It shows how cycles of abuse are sustained, not just by the perpetrators, but by the fathers, teachers, and authority figures who look away or even nod in approval.

This is a film that unsettles because it is so plausible, so close to reality. It reminds us that the harshest lessons are not always taught in classrooms, but in homes where empathy is replaced with a rigid, destructive code of masculinity.

 

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The Follies

The FolliesThis was not my first time in the Belfast Opera House, and it was not my first time attending a musical. Still, it was my first time attending a Community Dress Rehearsal for the Follies, and especially in the company of a group from the NI Civil Service LGBT.

It had been a damp, overcast day, indeed, as I waited to receive my ticket outside the main doors, the rain, which had held off for half an hour, started ever so slightly.

But ticket in hand, I climbed the stairs to door C for Seat C5 in the Grand Circle.  Second row back from the front, a clear, uninterrupted view of the stage, and of some of the things taking place on the ground floor.

There were cameras on tripods, and people milling around as the theatre came to life.  Then my eyes were drawn to the boxes facing me, and the almost statuesque vision of a lady in a silver costume with feathers and a silver skullcap.  This was then repeated at Door C, five seats away from me, and in a box to my left and on the ground floor at the left and right of the stage.  Each was unique, with a different costume, but they still tied together – for me, the costumes of these lady statuesque dancers were almost the heyday of musicals -the period from the 1920s to the 1960s.  They shimmered, as did The Follies later.

I was lucky, and I knew it.  In the short time before the musical started, I was able to view the architecture around the stage and boxes – I even attempted to draw part of it.

Then it started, the stage set was right for the musical, not over the top, but scaled back to emphasise the story – that of a group of people who had lived and loved together in the theatre’s heyday, but now meeting for probably the last time to reminisce and try and relive that past.

All I can say about this production is that you must go and see it when you can – the actors covering the young storytellers and the mature actors looking back at themselves and then looking at themselves now, like the theatre, are perfect for their roles.  The singing is real, and you feel the story unfold with its ups and downs. The Follies is wonderful vehicle to transport out of today.

This is not a review, but a glimpse into what you have coming when you go and view a period and a profession which is different for a lot of us to comprehend.

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Summer Friends [2021] – Movie Review

Summer FriendsSummer Friends (2021) – Between Tides and First Feelings

Maxime Hermet’s short film Summer Friends takes us into the fragile, in-between world of adolescence, where friendships stretch and shift under the weight of new encounters.

Tom and Ellis, both fifteen, have known no summer without each other. Their days are spent at sea, casting lines into the water, their bond built on an ease that requires little talk. Their friendship feels as steady and unbroken as the horizon they face together.

When Lucie arrives in their small village for the holidays, that horizon tilts. Played by Syrine Conesa, she is at once familiar and new—an outsider who draws them out of their habits. What begins as idle company slowly takes on a different shape, carrying with it the electricity of first intimacies and the quiet fear of change.

Jean Aviat and Tim Rousseau embody Tom and Ellis with a raw naturalism, letting glances and pauses do most of the speaking. Hermet resists dramatics, instead allowing theSummer Friends silences, the play of light on water, and the passing days to carry the story forward. The film is less concerned with what happens than with the unspoken tension of what might.

Summer Friends runs under twenty minutes, but its images linger. It leaves the aftertaste of a season remembered: the sense of time both endless and fleeting, the discovery that friendship can expand and fracture in the same breath, and the knowledge that even the smallest summer can leave permanent marks.

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