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Directed By
Troy Duffy
Written By:
Troy Duffy
Cast:
Sean Patrick Flanery, Norman Reedus, Willem Dafoe, Carlo Rota, Billy Connolly, David Ferry, Richard Fitzpatrick, Ron Jeremy, Dot Jones, Layton Morrison, Brian Mahoney, David Della Rocco, Bob Marley, Bob Marley, William Young, Robert Pemberton, Bill Craig, Scott Griffith
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Boondock Saints (1999)
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Movie Review by Zara 
September 8th, 2009
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Most people are bat sh*t in love with this movie. I don't really know of another way to describe the adoration of a film which celebrates its 10 anniversary this year and is going to be followed up shortly with a sequel, to which there are murmurs of nothing but negativity. One would think that those who loved the first movie would feel cheated that the escapades of The Saints were not continued at least as many times as Jigsaw has seen screen time.
BOONDOCK SAINTS steals most of its great moments, those moments of pure violence and shock value, from other movies with more entertainment value. While there are a couple of times that the movie does something that most have argued with me is unique, I stop and pause to give a comparison. The poor kitty? Might as well have named that kitty Marvin, because an accidental shooting in the middle of talking about inconsequential sh*t was Tarantino's bag first. And even the most diehard of Tarantino fans will concede that a good deal of his more brilliant unexpected moments were influenced by lesser known movies that he watched as a video store clerk with too much time on his hands.
No, the real essence of SAINTS does not lie in the vengeance acts of Flanery and Reedus, nor at the behest of their sainted father Connolly. It is with the man of intelligence who is intoxicated by the need for his own personal vengeance. DeFoe, the homosexual FBI agent who has a case of hating anything that comes off as overtly homosexual, therein lies what brilliance SAINTS has. It is not about what the lead characters do but the one man who is human enough to look on with an astute eye and see the conflict between what he is, what he knows and what he feels.
Even more telling are the mock documentary interviews which run during the end credits. People who all have an opinion on the question of religious vengeance, the ridiculous concept of murder rightfully begetting murder. Seeing those reactions, direct opposites compiled one right after the other, those blood thirsty and pro-Saints looking like ignorant buffoons, those indignant appearing to have no depth of emotional involvement.
While no one can be 100% emotional, neither can a person be 100% thoughtful. The best that BOONDOCK SAINTS can provide, in my perfectly honest opinion, is the doorway to discussion about the topic at hand. However, most of the conversations are going to end like the clips during the end credits. There is no real room to agree to disagree in the regard of murder as a means of moral punishment.
There should be more who act silently, cross their fingers, cross dress and hope for the best. For the overt act is one form of deadly and the silent one is the other. Confliction is the only course of redemption. And confliction brings forth actions from both sides of the fence.
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