It was the end of the decade where Quentin Tarantino had redefined violence in movies through his masterpieces Reservoir Dogs and Pulp Fiction, and Troy Duffy comes up with The Boondock Saints of Boston. Where this movie lacks in dialogue and well thought out and focused plot, it makes up for a lot in stylish camera angles, non-linear storytelling through the different leading roles and King Kong-ain't-got-nothing-on-you-cool shaped in the same mold used to bring Micheal Madsen's Reservoir Dogs' character 'Mr. Blonde' to life.
Brothers 'Connor' and 'Murphy MacManus' are The Boondock Saints, and they only hunt criminals. When justice doesn't spread it wings in court, these Irish boys steps into the darkness with guns blazing and prayers flying. Reading the crime sections of the newspaper or watching the news on the television, many have probably wished someone would step up and clean up. They probably didn't have 'Rocco's friends in mind, but you'll take what you get at a certain point.
Where Tarantino's dialogue, eye for details and focused scripts elevated his violent 90's flicks to art worth re-visiting over and over and over again, Duffy's piece for the genre doesn't have these elements taking it to the next level. There's a couple of scenes annoyingly out of sync with the rest of the movie and there's a couple of scenes unnecessarily over the top touching on parody.
The acting is great. I love the cast for the vigilante's, as even Duffy's friend David Della Rocco is pitch perfect as the friend 'Rocco'. Willem Defoe does a very interesting FBI agent, and while Brian Connolly's 'Il Duce' can't hold the candle to other memorable locked up psychos, it was still an interesting touch.
All things considered The Boondock Saints scores high enough on style, cool and story presentation to be a highly rewarding action movie, but it's no masterpiece.
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