Second Verse, Same As The First
By Brian Prisco | Posted Under Trailers | Comments (28)
Troy Duffy does it again, again. If you were a fan of the first film, congratulations, you’re probably going to like this one. There’s no reason you shouldn’t. Look at the trailer. It’s EXACTLY the same movie. All he did was swap out dead or missing characters with newer versions of the dead or missing characters. Funny Man Rocco is now Clifton Collins, Jr. Paul Smecker is now Julie Benz. It’s kind of like watching the Rocky Horror Picture Show midnight movie version of Boondock Saints. People in bad costumes doing broad imitations of extremely broad characters to begin with.
Bad guys are still bad, they still wear PEACOATS (mea culpa, mea culpa) and sunglasses, cranking away with twin silencer pistols. I can’t tell if Duffy just doesn’t have the imagination or if he’s just cashing in an old-ass chip. And speaking of old ass, time is not on their side. When Sean Patrick Flannery winces, he looks like the back of Clint Eastwood’s hand.
So congrats, fans of Boondock Saints. Duffy didn’t bother breaking the mold to make his sequel. He photocopied his first script and scribbled on it with a crayon. Enjoy. I’ll be behind you, kicking your seat and making bitchy comments to my girlfriend.
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Comments
Posted by: PissBoy at September 3, 2009 10:57 AM
Holy botoxed Sean Patrick Flannery faces Batman! While I did enjoy the first one...this make me sad in the pants.
I didn't even know it was possible for a director to rape himself. Is that the new thing? Some bizarre form of self-sodomy? How would he even spit on it?
It's ok Troy. We all know the reason. Boondock Saitns was your feast. And you gorged yourself, over and over and over with each iteration of the same DVD. Then...it all went away. Then you were just some ragged has-been hanging out in front of Filene's on their discount wedding dress day, beard down to your chest (That's some good beard!), mismatched shoes wrapped in duct tape, stomach swollen and distended. And then it came to you!!!! People would pay to watch you masturbate over your former glory!
Cha-fucking-ching!!!