Overnight

This is the story of a Boston bartender who gets his big break when he sells a script to Miramax.

Great, I love a feel-good, every-(under)dog-has-his-day film. But wait: this movie of his, The Boondock Saints - I've never heard of it... Clearly his break didn't last long.

Well, that's right dear readers. Because Troy Duffy (that's his name) is a total arsewipe. Troy Duffy is the antithesis of Quentin Tarantino and Robert Rodriguez, with whom on some level he can be compared. We all know the latter two, and what we know about them is that they are enthusiastic, kinda geeky, movie fanboys.

What I have learned from reading very many articles and books on both Tarantino and Rodriguez is this: Hollywood bigwigs love being revered. They want you to tell them their movies are great. They want you to know who they are. They want you to be humbled by their power, even if they aren't necessarily "creative" people. All of these things are things that QT and RR knew well; and, like most normal people, they didn't have to read books and articles to know it. It's just how business works. And film-making is a business.

Troy Duffy, however, clearly didn't know how business works. He deserved his big break. He is the greatest writer of the greatest script, and he's going to make THE GREATEST MOVIE EVER. And these Hollywood types: well, they can all kiss his hairy motherfucking ass, those cocksuckers. Who the fuck are they anyway? Indeed, Troy Duffy can't even remember their names half of the time when he's on the phone to them or talking to their colleagues about them.

Sure enough, it's not very long before Hollywood (read Harvey Weinstein) tires of boring Troy's boorish ways. And the speed of his rise is nothing compared to speed of his fall. Soon, no one in Hollywood wants to be associated with him.

I won't spoil the whole damn movie, but I will say this: I spent a good chunk of its 80 minutes cringing and holding my head in my hands.

Compelling. But if you want to know how to make a movie and be a success, read Rodriguez's Rebel Without A Crew instead. Better still, read the book then watch this film to see where Duffy went wrong.