Watching
"The Boondock Saints" is something of an experience, and one that I'm
actively working on forgetting as soon as humanly possible. Director Troy
Duffy's action trashapalooza is much too mind-numblingly moronic to be
taken as an earnest effort for indie action cinema, and much too stern
to be considered camp garbage. You can clearly sense director and writer
Troy Duffy working actively to portray every single character in this
film as something to be taken with a straight face and a shiver, but in
the end none of it works out for the better. Known as something of a
cult classic today for being absolute swill, Troy Duffy's "The Boondock
Saints" has nothing worth remembering other than Willem Dafoe's
absolutely embarrassing performance, and the inherent homoerotic tone
that's sprinkled throughout much of the narrative. Whether it's played
for kicks, played for romance, played for melodrama, or just a laugh,
"The Boondock Saints" has an air of homoerotica that's evident through
its two main characters who are brothers, but bear such a strong
connection, they often look like a couple. Perhaps Duffy attempted to
convey the bond of the Irish through such a picture, but more times than
not, they had something of a romance that went generally unspoken. "The
Boondock Saints" is much too idiotic to enjoyed because it's often so
muddled and disjointed, you can never seem to keep up with it.
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The story is all over the place
and takes a good while to actually get to the point
involving the MacManus brothers who suddenly get visions
from god insisting they're on something of a mission to
eliminate the scourge of the underworld. Basically Duffy
takes the screenplay for "The Blues Brothers" and works it
to fit his action fixation while enlisting about every goofy
one-liners and plot device you can actually imagine (Duffy
obviously made one character a Tourette's sufferer to
squeeze in extra foul language). |
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I
haven't done my research on the production of this actioner, but is
Duffy really expecting us to take any of this seriously? Is Dafoe's
character something of a cartoon or is he supposed to be seen as an
understated genius? Did Duffy really think his introduction involving
opera music would actually be something of a brilliant sequence? "The
Boondock Saints" is ultimately an infantile and brutally sophomoric
little production, the like of which could only be spewed by a man-child
with a severe fetishistic tendency toward gruesome violence and Duffy
takes every single chance in the film to express such a liking with
scenes that are absolutely disgusting or over the top for the sake of
being disgusting or over the top. The man doesn't really aim to make
art, but instead just wants to throw as much splatter at us as possible
not particularly displaying a talent for storytelling or dialogue or
even action set pieces. In the end, "The Boondock Saints" is an
embarrassing waste of time, and nothing even resembling the guiltiest of
guilty pleasures. I'm all for action trash, but only when there's an
inch of creativity or imagination behind it.
Amateurishly written and directed, poor editing, terrible acting, and a
stand out performance from Willem Dafoe who actively seeks to destroy
all former ideas of him being something of a respectable actor once,
"The Boondock Saints" is complete absolutely horrid trash. And not the
good kind.
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