Irish fisticuffs

Shot on shitty camcorders, Irish bare-knuckle boxing is a gritty, lo-fi affair featuring two big blokes with their shirts off and their dukes up in some rural siding. The only sounds you hear are fists hitting soft, flabby flesh, the scuffle of trainers on country lanes, and the barks of onlooking men, women and children, as well as the occasional dog ...



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