A little theory of mine

[beloitpiper]

I like to collect films from Britain and Ireland, and I've come up with a little theory: Irish cinema is the most depressing thing ever. With only a few exceptions, it has held true so far. I've also included films about Ireland and Irish people. Let's review:

Omagh, a film about the 1998 RIRA bombing of the same name.
Wind That Shakes The Barley, story of a Cork flying column in the 1920's.
Michael Collins, biopic about the Irish revolutionary.
The Field, a man trying to save the land he loves. (This one is especially depressing.
Bloody Sunday, about the massacre of the same name.
Boondock Saints, Irish vigilantes in Boston.
Black Irish, an Irish-American family in Boston.
Gangs of New York, Irish immigrants vs. American natives in 19th century New York.
Kings, Connemara men reuniting due to a friend's funeral.
The Boxer, a boxer mixed up in the IRA.
Johnny Was, an ex-IRA man gets mixed up with the old crowd again.
In The Name of the Father, a father and son accused of IRA activities.


Now, to be fair, here are some not-depressing Irish films:
The Quiet Man, two hours of every Irish stereotype ever conceived.
Darby O'Gill and the Little People, Disney film. Nuff said.
Waking Ned Divine, a town tries to get lottery winnings after the ticket-holder dies.
The Secret of Roan Inish, a girl discovers her magical heritage and her family returns to their ancestral island.
Once, a charming film about two people brought together with music.



I'm sure I'm missing some, but I feel like this ratio is pretty realistic. What do you think?