CPI 2009: Andrew Hamilton chats to Clarecastle actor Ronan Moloney about his time as one of the Kings of the Kilburn High Road.
FEBRUARY 25, 2008, and the eyes of the world turn to North Highland Avenue and Hollywood Boulevard — to the Kodak Theatre and to Los Angeles. Billions tune in as a tiny Irish film once again manages to capture the hearts of middle America. Eight thousand kilometres away, in a small flat in Harold’s Cross, Ronan Moloney watches on as Glen Hansard does his best ‘Hugh Grant with a Paddy heart’ routine. The Kimmage Road is a long way from the City of Angels, but for tonight at least, the distance doesn’t seem unconquerable. In an odd Oscars year, the best foreign language category threw up its fair share of surprises. No place for The Lives of Others, none either for Persepolis — and sadly too, no place for Kings. For this Clarecastle man, however, the disappointment wasn’t too great. The joy of the experience was all that mattered. “I was in college in Galway, in my final year. A mate of mine, Mark Hennigan, said that they were doing open auditions for plays that were actually written by students. So we went in for those and we both got lead parts. I was really bitten by the bug from there, straight away.
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