Patrick O’Neill

So, Patrick O’Neill—yeah, that guy—his name pops up in some seriously interesting corners of the film world. He’s not exactly splashed across every billboard, but if you know, you know. Fréwaka (2024) is probably the freshest title on his list, and it’s not your run-of-the-mill flick. It’s got this eerie, off-kilter vibe, flirting with horror but never really letting you settle into any genre. O’Neill’s touch is all over the atmosphere—moody, unsettling, but with that weird feeling you can’t shake off even after the credits roll. Jump back a bit and you get Crock of Gold: A Few Rounds with Shane MacGowan (2020), which is just a wild ride. MacGowan, the frontman of The Pogues, is a legend and a mess, and this documentary doesn’t try to clean him up. O’Neill’s involvement helps keep the chaos intact—you can almost taste the cigarette smoke and whiskey. It’s raucous and raw, just like Shane himself. Not for the faint of heart, but honestly, why would you want it any other way? And then there’s The Hole in the Ground (2019). Oh man, that movie creeps up on you. Irish horror at its finest, with O’Neill making sure the paranoia feels real. You start questioning everything alongside the characters. It’s not flashy, but it’ll stick in your head long after. O’Neill’s choices always lean into that space where reality gets bendy and a little bit uncomfortable, and honestly, I’m here for it.