Starring: Billy Connolly, Norman Reedus, Sean Patrick Flanery
Writer/Director: Troy Duffy

The Plot

Source: Internet Movie Database

The MacManus brothers are living a quiet life in Ireland with their father, but when they learn their beloved priest has been killed by mob forces, the duo return to Boston to bring justice to those responsible.

The Review

Let's get this part out of the way right now, before I go on: if you are part of the cult that loves the original Boondock Saints, odds are you're going to love this. Don't read this review, it won't change your mind, it'll just probably piss you off. Okay? Okay.

Boondock Saints II: All Saints Day is a sequel to the cult hit released in 2001 admist a bunch of fanfare and Troy Duffy burning bridges left and right in Hollywood. Now, eight years later, he has finally made the follow up that fans have demanded. I am not a fan. The first one was boring, had horrible dialogue, and was just an all around nothing to me. Yet, I gave the second one a chance, hoping that maybe in the eight years Duffy has been ostracized, he might have all of a sudden spawned a script and a movie that would be worth watching. Unfortunately, he did not.

Once again, I was bored by the whole film. The story didn't interest me, and a lot of it seemed so fantastical that I couldn't really get into it. The acting, for the most part, is atrocious with Julie Benz doing her once a year badly acted role in a movie (last year goes to her and her crappy fake New York accent in Punisher: War Zone). This time around, she also has a fake sounding accent, a Southern drawl that is so obviously forced that it is distracting.

The bright spots were Billy Connolly as the father of the Saints and Clifton Collins Jr. as their new recruit (replacing the dead old one from the first film). Connolly just bleeds dignity, while Collins understood the movie was dumb and just hammed it up the whole time instead of trying to put in an actual performance. I liken it to Dennis Quaid in GI Joe, except more tolerable.

The film has giant guns, a lot of homophobia, and some very uninspired and painful dialogue. I rolled my eyes more than I actually laughed or enjoyed anything in Boondock Saints II and could imagine Troy Duffy with a six pack of Bud Light, a cigarette, and his laptop going "OH MAN IT'LL BE SO SICK IF THEY HAVE LIKE GIANT GUNS THEN FREAK OUT WHENEVER SOMEONE FINDS WHAT THEY DO ANYTHING BUT MANLY. ARGGGGGGGGGH GUNSGUNSGUNS".

I guess I don't get it, and if you didn't like the first one, you won't like this. It is worse. If you are part of the cult, you should have stopped reading by now and ignore what I say: this movie was made by Duffy for you (and an attempt to get his career going again). Just don't call anyone a total pussy because they are comfortable enough with their sexuality to not wanna wield a ridiculously huge gun and kill a bunch of people while getting drunk and saying unfunny one-liners.

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