The MacManus brothers are living a quiet life in Ireland with their father, but when they learn that their beloved priest has been killed by mob forces, they go back to Boston to bring justice to those responsible and avenge the priest.
When a Las Vegas performer-turned-snitch named Buddy Israel decides to turn state's evidence and testify against the mob, it seems that a whole lot of people would like to make sure he's no longer breathing.
Set in the not so distant future, in Any Town USA, sixteen year old Herman Howards makes a fateful decision. He enters his suburban school and kills thirty nine students, two teachers, and ... See full summary »
A case of mistaken identity lands Slevin into the middle of a war being plotted by two of the city's most rival crime bosses: The Rabbi and The Boss. Slevin is under constant surveillance by relentless Detective Brikowski as well as the infamous assassin Goodkat and finds himself having to hatch his own ingenious plot to get them before they get him.
For the last 8 years the brothers have been living with their father on a sheep farm deep in isolated Ireland. One day their uncle tells them that they have been framed for the murder of a Bostonian Catholic priest. The boys must return to Boston to not only clear their names but find the men who framed them. Written by
"Kilt Boy" Sterling Morrison
During the shootout at the Prudential when Conner and Murphy are sliding across the floor while shooting, they fire at least 15 rounds from each of their pistols. However these new pistols of theirs, which are supposed to be Desert Eagle Mark XIX's chambered in .50 AE (though the actual guns used are .357 Magnum Desert Eagles, but the script ID's them as .50 caliber Desert Eagles). The Desert Eagle .50 AE has a magazine capacity of 7 rounds, so Conner and Murphy's pistols would hold a maximum of 8 rounds (7 in the magazine plus an extra round in the chamber), though in the elevator we saw them racking the slide and chambering a round after putting the magazines in, so they most likely only had 7 rounds in each gun. It would of been better for them to keep their Berettas since they hold a maximum of 16 rounds, 15+1 in chamber, it doesn't make sense for them to switch them for pistols that have half the magazine capacity of their old pistols right before attacking a room full of mobsters armed to the teeth. See more »
Well, since we've already broken the fuck barrier, allow me to be blunt. It is because I'm so fucking smart that I make smart people feel like they are retarded.
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Being a huge fan of the first film, it's kind of difficult to admit this, but The Boondock Saints: All Saints Day just fell short.
The major flaw with the original was that it was a Tarantino-esquire action spoof that was attempting to be serious. Complete with over the top shootout scenes, campy dialog, and insanely unrealistic situations, whether the creators knew it or not, the original Boondock Saints was never meant to be taken seriously. It was just a fun movie.
Anyway, about 15 minutes into this film, it seems as though Troy Duffy had realized this and decided to embrace what the first film should have always been: an entertaining, over-the-top, shoot 'em up flick.
Enter Julie Benz and the three detectives.
See, what made the three detectives from the first Saints funny was not the dimwitted, slapstick gimmick they had in this film, it was Willem Dafoe. It wasn't that they were THAT dumb, it was that Smecker was THAT good. The weird guy was better than the average joes could have ever dreamed to be, and laughs ensued.
In Boondocks 2, you have three actors who are trying way too damn hard to be funny, followed by Julie Benz trying to play a female Paul Smecker. These characters worked in the first film because they actually had a decent performance to play off of.
Don't get me wrong, Julie Benz is great on Dexter, but she was just god awful in this movie. They might as well have tried to pass off that Smecker had a sex change, and that he and Bloom were the same person. They say imitation is the highest form of flattery, but in this case, it was probably an insult. Also, the Southern Accent was just atrocious.
Aside from that, this film seemed to have expanded on what the original should have always been. There was more laughs, more action, and more blatantly forced accents. Hell, even the obvious replacement for Rocco wasn't half bad.
Dump every scene with Bloom, Greenly, Duffy, and Dolly, and you have yourself a sequel that nearly matches the original.
However, they were still in the movie, and they ruined it every time they were on screen.
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