Review of Overnight (2003) by Jon P — 07 Sep 2012

An unfocused documentary that never gives any real depth, what it is is basically a whatfor from filmmakers who were hired to chronicle Duffy's rise to the top, and instead made a documentary about his undoing.

Duffy is the writer director of the Boondock Saints, now a cult classic. I never much cared for it. It's a sophomoric Tarantino wannabe like Formula 51 and several other post Pulp Fiction 90s crime films.

Duffy comes off as a douchebag of epic proportions, spouting off esoteric monologues on his greatness before he's done anything other than option a script and be offered a record deal. His ego basically cuts off this gift at the knees.

He burns every bridge, and is left with nothing to show for it all. It also works slightly, as a Hollywood expose on the fickle nature of Hollywood. One minute he's a golden boy, with Mark Wahlberg, Jeff Goldbloom, Jerry Connoly, and others dying to work with him, the next nobody wants to be in his movie, and nobody will make or distribute it, all because he pissed one guy off.

Not saying he didn't deserve it.