In the 1970s, a young trans woman, Patrick "Kitten" Braden, comes of age by leaving her Irish town for London, in part to look for her mother and in part because her gender identity is beyond the town's understanding.
A young transwoman, Patrick "Kitten" Braden, comes of age in the 1970s. She leaves her Irish town, in part to look for her mother and in part because her transgender nature is beyond the town's understanding. She's taken in by a rock band, falls for the lead singer, has brushes with the IRA, is arrested by the London police, works in a peep show, and poses as a survey researcher for the phone company. Throughout, her nationality and her nature put her at great risk. In her search for her mother, she makes surprising discoveries of friendship and family. But, will she survive? Written by
The title of the film and the novel it's based on is taken from the song "Breakfast on Pluto" by Don Partridge. The song is used as part of the soundtrack and Liam Cunningham quotes a few lines (including the title) from the lyrics. See more »
The colour of the foil tops on the milk bottles changes colour between shots. They are silver when they're outside on the doorsteps with the robins picking at them and when the housekeeper picks them up to bring them in. When she puts them on the breakfast table inside in the next shot, they are golden. See more »
When I ride my hog, you think I'm riding the road? No way, man. I'm travelling from the past into the future with a druid at my back.
Patrick "Kitten" Braden:
Druid man or druid woman?
That doesn't matter. What matters is the journey. You know where it goes, baby?
Patrick "Kitten" Braden:
We'll visit the stars and journey to Mars, finding our breakfast... on Pluto.
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With thanks to the people of Callan Co., Kilkenny See more »
I lived in London in 1973, the year that the main character in the film arrives in London from Ireland.
Breakfast On Pluto caught the tone of London in 1973 so well that it was like re-living the past. A past when friendships were mighty and strong; a past when London was a sexually liberated city; a past when people were so wrapped up in television that the London park system had to hire people to dress up like the television creatures called wombles.
But more than bringing 1973 back to life for me, this film showed me an amazingly resilient Irishman named Kitten. To the people who think that a 135-minute film is way too long, I would tell them to go see Breakfast On Pluto, because those 135 minutes just fly by. And they are 135 minutes of great acting, across the board.
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