Danny tracks him to Stockholm and from there to the northernmost tip of Finland, which the deadpan locals inform him is the birthplace of the tango. Taken in by arctic maiden Abbi (Fanny Risberg), Danny begins to settle into the bizarre rhythms of the place and carve out the life for himself that was robbed by his friend’s dramatic gesture. But when Finbar shows up, it becomes clear that one of them will have to go home.
The script by Clayton and Dermot Bolger, from Carl Lombard’s novel “The Disappearance of Rory Brophy,” moves in far too many directions without ever arriving anyplace, bringing no fluidity to its many sudden transitions. The comedy surfaces late, after a deceptively somber opening, and suffers from tonal inconsistency when it does show. Much of the snowbound second half is enjoyable,
but it feels contrived in its surreal quirkiness and has little relation to what’s come before.
Both Griffin and Rhys-Myers are fine, though the latter’s character is too thinly established in the early reels to produce a sense of loss when he disappears. Technically, the film is tidy if undistinguished, with a lift coming from Davy Spillane’s music, in particular the mock-earnest pop ballad mourning Finbar.