Neil Jordan’s sweet and whimsical movie, in the manner of its camp protagonist Patrick ‘Kitten’ Brady, trips delicately through the complexities of Irish politics and human sexuality and somehow manages to come through more or less unscathed. In Breakfast on Pluto Kitten is a true innocent, a narcissistic, cross-dressing individualist with a disarming knack of either winning acceptance or fleeing intolerance on a quest for answers to the most fundamental existential question: Who am I? As played by the versatile Cillian Murphy, Kitten is by turns adorable, irritating, exasperating, tough, vulnerable and funny, and Jordan’s movie cocks a hearty snook at macho posing, Church hypocrisy and establishment conformity.