Typically I wouldn’t review a video I looked at but Boondock Saints deserves a short mention. First of all, it’s a shite movie. No, let me rephrase that. It’s a throw-away movie. There’s nothing meaningful there no matter what the director and the less-educated members of our viewing society would like.
That being said, it’s a damned enjoyable film. Maybe you have to be Irish. Maybe you have to be inordinately fond of Boston or South Boston in particular (guilty on both counts) but it’s thoroughly enjoyable.
Be sure, however, if you do look at this film that you watch through the Deleted Scenes, particularly that of their mother’s telephone call. A funnier thing I’ve probably never seen in movies.
My God, I hope Friday proves a laid-back sort of day because looking at this sort of Irish film puts me in a mind to have a pint and a bottle of whiskey at my side – and Oh Look! I’ve got same! – and typically getting up early the next day isn’t a pretty sight.
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