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While I am not sure “ladies man”, the same could be said of Troy Duffy ’s The Boondock Ss. An obvious, unoriginal, and more-on-top photo filled insipid “macho energy”, the film is trying so hard you almost feel sorry for him. Almost.

It is this picture that shouts, “Hey, would not be cool to do so?”! (throwing toilet at the guy in the alley), and “Hey, is not so bad-donkey, what do we do?”! (double-barrel gun firing a la John Woo), only without any ingenuity or cleverness. Its cult status has always puzzled me. This is not a good movie. Worse, it is not even entertaining character. Of course, there are some points that the peak of your interest (Willem Dafoe in a dress), and some convincing actors (Norman Reedus, mostly), but in general this is true and Mr. clich, inelegant, and the slow-quick-witted, that I found myself cringing through half of it. And not in connection with the violence which was not impressive, either. Sam Peckinpah, Duffy is not.

History is that the two young Irish brothers, Conner (Sean Patrick Flanery), and Murphy MacManus (Reedus), two boys who are serious about their families and their mission. Once launched, “with the Russian mafia in their local bar, boys killed them in self-defence. But something together, as brothers begin to believe God spoke to them to save their neighborhood (or the world) from the terrible villains (in this case, the mafia). They begin kill sincere and knock out major members of the mafia.

Then Willem Dafoe steps as a smarty-pants FBI agent investigating the killings. It is “different” because it is gay, and he makes “interesting” things, like listening to opera, though looking at the crime scene, which feels lifted from Gary Oldman in the Professional. Furthermore, he begins, as brothers and as the film is, he sympathizes with their vigilance mission.

There is not much use in the film, besides the obvious. (Good promising Irish children knocking out gangsters equally great.) I think there is a deeper message about the dangers of violence and the frustration of how little our courts and the police can do it, but who knows. The film in the third act, when Billy Connolly appears, I am honestly not sure if this film becomes a parody of itself. It was not. I learned this from the DVD commentary, in which Duffy explains the origin of the film. While working as a bartender in Los Angeles (see quote above Barfly), he was so sick of the violence around him, he is the script. There are actually a lot of stories about the making of this film chronicled in the documentary Overnight great (during which Duffy goes as delusional, egomaniacal, border sociopathic, and the hole-crack-yes, it is that bad), but I am going to concentrate attention to the film and DVD fingertips. I really pushed irritating Duffy from my memory, and again looked in the Boondock Saints, because it seems unfair to prevent it from annoyances to get as a movie.

Yet, it all back, as I listened to his yammer about the picture. While he certainly has some problems with the film (he accuses of distribution and the struggle for liberation for Columbine murders), as well as the details of some specific aspects of movie, he does so with little intellect or mind. He seems to enjoy talking about the scene where the cat accidentally killed, and discuss what it is not like all the suits in Hollywood. And so on. On one bears.

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