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Movies I Loved That Are Actually Bad: The Boondock Saints

Screenshot: The Boondock Saints/Franchise FIlms

Welcome to Movies I Loved That Are Actually Bad, a maybe one-time column about movies we loved at certain points in our lives that we—upon maturing—now realize are terrible. This time, and maybe the last time: The Boondock Saints.

Would I have loved director Troy Duffy’s The Boondock Saints (1999) as much as I did in high school had I known that it had come to be thanks to a bidding war that ended with Harvey Weinstein arriving at the bar where Duffy worked, offering him hundreds of thousands of dollars, and purchasing and gifting Duffy the very bar in which this deal was brokered? I want to say no, but the answer is probably yes. (Imagine if financing Boondock Saints was the worst thing that Harvey Weinstein did? What a wonderful world that would be!!)

To be fair to my 2002 self and my friends at the time, The Boondock Saints is created for someone with a soft, not-yet developed brain—a person who conflates fairly repulsive racism and sexism with irreverence and edge. (A mistake many still make today.) I can forgive myself for that, really, I can, but I don’t know if I can forget what I know now after watching it again—all because it happened to be free to rent on Amazon on a snowy March night in 2018—and realizing that it is among the dumbest movies ever made.

The Boondock Saints begins with a Catholic church service attended by our protagonists, Irish brothers Connor (Sean Patrick Flanery) and Murphy MacManus (Norman Reedus), during which the priest gives a damning, albeit error-riddled, sermon about Kitty Genovese, whose 1964 murder

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