A chronicling of Troy Duffy’s immediate and atmospheric delivery of hype in an unprecedented deal with Miramax, wherein he would be given a budget of 15 million to direct his own script of The Boondock Saints. Duffy had no prior experience in film. His band, The Brood, would be signed to Maverick Records to record the film’s soundtrack. Harvey Weinstein even negotiates the purchase of a Los Angeles bar J. Sloan’s, where Duffy was discovered, and which he and Duffy will co-own. With less immediacy than all of this took to manifest, everything – everything – begins to fall apart.
I haven’t seen The Boondock Saints, and cannot attest to what ingenuity Duffy has as a writer-director, but his presence in Overnight reeks of a hostile sort of charisma; he’s a frightening yet rivoting voice in a room. His fame (which he estimates more liberally than anyone else) goes straight to his head, alienating his friends, and apparently Harvey Weinstein who, as this film peripherally argues, orchestrates Duffy’s demotion from the limelight.
by Rumsey Taylor | Source: ThinkFilm DVD
04 May 2006 10:32 AM | Submit Comment