Taking advantage of my Hedonistic Wednesday, I went and (finally!) saw The Boondock Saints. And oh wow, I can definitely see the fuzz now. It's just. Wow. I hadn't liked a movie that much in a long while. What lacks in cinematography it has in music score and camera shots and it has these superb little moments, so brilliant, especially thanks to Willem Dafoe. My God, but the man can act. But I just loved it all - the brothers and their messed up moral compass, Rocco and his, well, messed-up-ness, the goofiness in between the carnage. Just. THE LOVE.
And now I'm pumped up for the sequel, oh yeah, and now I won't have to go 'wha--?' whenver my flist talks about this, lol.