Synopsis:
It's 1987, two bag men lay low with their loot as 'mad cow disease' spreads throughout the countryside.

Raindance Review:
When two suited Bagmen arrive in the countryside with a duffel bag full of 'What life depends on it was written for', we get the impression that this is going to be yet another attempt at a low budget gangster movie full of the whistle stops of its predecessors. Snappy dialogue; that only serves to support the hollow plot, Guy Ritchie style editing and not to unattractive young women out for what they can get. But from the opening few scenes of McNamee's debut feature, nothing fits the mould.

BSE has spread among the farmlands and the locals are organising a Greek Play, which serves as the catalyst against the cruelty of nature. One family hold the key to the cure, and their child is the seed. Hope, as she is befittingly named, must exercise her rituals to entrap a suitable mate if she is to honour her birthright and save mankind. Our Bagmen, Gill and Rokit are like a modern day Goldberg and McCann from Pinter's Birthday Party, on vacation, laying low between jobs - in this case a delivery of loot, who find themselves the subject of this mysterious and altogether bizarre experience