Martin Brennan

Martin Brennan, hailing from Downpatrick in County Down, Northern Ireland, isn’t your cookie-cutter filmmaker. The guy’s got this almost magnetic draw to stories that crackle with grit and weirdness. You look at his credits—Old Guy (2024), World-Breaker, One Way (2022)—and it’s clear he doesn’t tiptoe around bland plots or safe bets. There’s always a twist, something off-kilter peeking out from the edges. He’s not just producing and writing for the sake of it, either. Brennan digs deep into the bones of his projects, pulling out these raw, jagged bits of humanity that most folks would probably shy away from. Old Guy, from what people are saying, isn’t just about an aging man fighting irrelevance. Nah, it’s got bite—like, the kind of humor and melancholy that feels uncomfortably close to home. Brennan’s fingerprints are all over the dialogue, sharp and a little self-deprecating. World-Breaker? That one’s a wild ride—sci-fi but not the shiny, sterilized kind. Think more along the lines of dirt under your fingernails, people with real problems, and a world that’s literally falling apart. He’s got a knack for making chaos feel personal. And One Way (2022) throws you into a pressure cooker of desperation and bad decisions, never letting up on the tension. Honestly, you can tell Brennan grew up somewhere that knows a thing or two about hard edges and sharp wit. He’s not out here chasing Hollywood gloss—he’s chasing something real, even if it’s a little ugly around the edges. And, yeah, that’s what makes his stuff stick with you.